This is quite a wonderful and refreshingly youthful performance of this work. Easy to forget that Chopin was a mere 20 when he composed it. Which one might suspect it to mean: A pianist does not need 50 years of concertising practice before he or she "gets it" to full depth. There are no great depths to plumb here. One has to be attuned and in the right spirit, and this is certainly attainable to a youngster like Pogorelich. However, immediately I have to add that young pianists imbued with this kind of spirit are scarce today, when love means sex and yearning is almost unknown because it's only a question of money, opportunity and cold-blooded determination. So my compliments to Pogo, who appears to have understood perfectly that this music represents a musician just like himself, out to conquer Vienna as a pianist and following the dictates of the time in having a concerto of his own write to exhibit. It explains Pogo's light-fingered, yet masculine approach to the first movement; his fleet and elegant despatch of the Finale; and especially his exquisite singing in the Larghetto, which he recognised without trouble as a love letter. Those pearly drops in the middle of the movement have never sounded quite so delicate.01. I. Maestoso02. II. Larghetto03. III. Allegro vivace04. Chopin Polonaise No. 5 in F-Sharp Minor, Op. 4413222990066/104.28.159.215