The land that gave us Glenn Gould also gave us Angela Hewitt. Hewitt, I think, has achieved the same pre-eminence as today’s consummate Bach interpreter as Gould did in the fifties and sixties. Her recently released account of the Art of Fugue will achieve the same classic status as Gould’s original Goldberg Variations recording. But there the similarities end. In contrast to Gould’s brooding and increasingly reclusive persona, Angela Hewitt breezes on to the platform with a broad smile and a genuine desire to share her musical insights with the world. She is one of those rare pianists who achieves a state of almost Zen-like calm, exhibiting no physical or facial tics other than a flourish at the end of each piece (see image above). But the music flows unrestrained from her very core.