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Friday, 30 October 2026

JONATHAN YEO IN RECITAL / Review

 



JONATHAN YEO IN RECITAL
Esplanade Recital Studio
Wednesday (28 October 2026)


And the piano music continues. As if an entire weekend of piano performances were not enough, here was another excellent recital to add to the fray. Singaporean pianist Jonathan Yeo originally graduated in mechanical engineering, then completed post-graduate studies in piano in Scotland and is now an adjunct lecturer at Singapore Raffles Music College. His highly demanding solo recital was a refreshing mix of the arcane and the familiar.


The first half showcased two Romantic composers who deserve to be better known. How much of Frenchman Gabriel Fauré’s piano music do we actually get to hear? Other than his popular Dolly Suite (for four hands), not much. Yeo’s choice to programme three contrasting Barcarolles (there are 13 in total, not a single one is populist repertoire) was an excellent one.



Opening with No.2 in G major (Op.41), he brought out the music’s lyricism, backed by the gentle lilt typical of gondolier boat songs. Rising to series of climaxes was the work’s ultimate pay off. No.4 in A flat major (Op.44) is a shorter work, technically easier but no less sublime. No.6 in E flat major (Op.70) is much in the same vein and just as lovely. Yeo’s sympathetic view and fine technique are always in service of the music, and there is nothing to dislike in these revelatory readings. Fauré’s harmonic language is an embarrassment of riches and variety, often begging the question: why don’t we hear more of this?



The American Edward MacDowell is known here for only two works – the miniature To a Wild Rose from Woodland Sketches and his Second Piano Concerto. Forget about the four sonatas, of which the Third Sonata in D minor (Op.57) or “Norse”, was likely given its Singapore premiere by Yeo. The music is dark and smouldering, chordal in most part, and armed with an epic severity associated with legends and sagas of the north (hence its nickname), and there are similarities with Rachmaninov’s First Sonata (in the same key) and Sibelius / Arnold Bax tone poems. 



Yeo’s vision was not to shy from its vast and broad vistas but to embrace them whole-heartedly. The intellectual and technical vigour invested in its three heroic movements, admirably played from memory (of course), was rewarded with a performance that was worthy of its conception. Do not expect to hear it again any time soon.



Claude Debussy is so popular in Singapore that his Preludes Book 1 (the more familiar of two volumes) might seem like old hat. However, Yeo’s traversal of the full set, with emphasis on colour, light and shade, achieved with judicious pedaling, thus providing maximal contrasts. The opening Danseuses de delphes (Dances of Delphi) immediately set the mood, its chords coloured with excellent sostenuto pedalling, then contrasted by the airy lightness of Voiles (Sails) and Le vent dans la plaine (The Wind on the Plain).


It took a feat of concentration to master these, yet be completely unfazed by the audience applauding inappropriately between preludes, a total of 10 times. The only one they missed was after Pas sur la neige (Footsteps in the Snow) probably because they did not know it had ended, and so Yeo merrily went on to gulp down Ce q’ua vu le vent d’Ouest (What the West Wind Saw) with its violent flailings, without interruption. One could go down the rabbit hole with each and every prelude, but suffice to say, Yeo’s performance was an invigorating one. Care and love were lavished on all the pieces, all through to the final dances of Puck and the black-and-white Minstrels.



His encore of Scorpion Fire or Sasoribi (Anti-Ares) by Jun Wakita (whose pseudonym is Virkato Wakhmaninov) comes from anime / videogame music. This is popular with young people these days, and who could not blame them after it is filled with all the tropes and cliches from the Romantic era piano music which oldies love, like Rachmaninov. Wakhmaninov? Go figure.


Monday, 16 September 2024

MARK CHENG Piano Recital / Review

 


MARK CHENG Piano Recital 
Esplanade Recital Studio 
Saturday (14 September 2024)

This review was published in The Straits Times on 16 September 2024 with the title "Mark Cheng's recital boasts unusual programme but restrained delivery".

Lovers of rarely performed piano music in Singapore would have over recent years noticed that the most varied and exotic of recital programmes are not offered by concert pianists, or people who make a living from professional music making. 

Instead, the most intrepid recitals have come from Clarisse Teo (lawyer by training), Jefferson Darmawan (scientist) and most recently Mark Cheng, who is also an attorney. All three are united by being alumni of the National University of Singapore Piano Ensemble and students of Timothy Ku, locally based pianist known for exploring daring and offbeat repertoire. 


True to form, Cheng’s recital offered no Bach, Beethoven, Chopin or Rachmaninov. Instead he opened with Frenchman Gabriel Fauré’s Ballade in F sharp major (Op.19), a work of lush lyricism but notorious for multitudes of ornamentations which get denser as it progresses. While assiduously maintaining a singing line, his playing was hampered by over-pedalling, causing a smudging of textures and loss of clarity. This need not have been so as his technical command was secure and there were little or no indiscretions to hide. 

One remembers an infamous incident when a famous French pianist (Marie-Francoise Bucquet) performing this work with the Singapore Symphony during the early 1980s coming to grief by grinding to a complete halt. Cheng had no such issues, his phenomenal memory serving him well to the last note. 


Just as tricky were six varied short pieces from Forgotten Melodies (Vergessene Weisen, Op.38) by Nikolai Medtner, known as the “Russian Brahms” for his attention to serious compositional form. These were dances and songs, with recurring themes that unite the pieces. Cheng found a syncopated lilt in Danza Graziosa, delighting in bell-like sonorities in the celebratory Danza Festiva before playfully toying with the canonic form of Danza Rustica. 

After wallowing in the gorgeous melody of Canzona Serenata, there was a donning of fairies’ dancing shoes in the animated Danza Silvestra, a true scherzo in every sense. Given the freedoms afforded, one just wished Cheng could have broken out from a somewhat constricted bandwidth to further express himself. 


After the intermission, the recital was completed by the Four Rhapsodies (Op.11) of Erno Dohnanyi, considered by many as the “Hungarian Brahms”. This very substantial work plays like a four-movement sonata, with dark-hued passion worn on the sleeve in its opening. Finally the smily Cheng would emerge from his protective shell by taking some risks, and he did so while still exhibiting sensitivity and lovingly detailed counterpoint in the brooding second piece. 

The march-like Third Rhapsody in C major was Dohnanyi’s piece de resistance, a favourite encore of esteemed British pianists like Martin Roscoe and Joseph Cooper. Cheng should have just let it rip, however his restraint and politeness stood in its imperious way. 


The last piece used the Dies Irae medieval chant (as in Rachmaninov’s Paganini Rhapsody), and also relived themes from earlier movements. A sort of musical memento mori (a reminder of mortality), Cheng’s fondness of the sustaining pedal finally became wholly appropriate as his fascinating recital drew to a sonorous close.


Pianophiles unite!