“It was with Wanda Landowska on the harpsichord, on an old black record, that I first heard the sonatas of Domenico Scarlatti. My favourites were those that showed some Spanish influence: that rugged pride, those implacable rhythms, that mad vitality, what splendour! I have chosen mostly sonatas that are joyful or humorous in character, though among them I have slipped two little masterpieces of miraculous simplicity (K32, K40) as well as a few compelling meditations (K8, K69, K144). Wandering from nostalgia to sorrow, as though improvised, these last, void of any pathos, are yet bathed in the radiant beauty of the sunny climes of Italy and Spain.” Alice Ader