By Justin Davidson
The pianist András Schiff appears at first blush to be the incarnation of diffidence. A small, soft man with a pink flush in his cheek and a thinning aureole of curls, Schiff could be mistaken for the bookish curate of a small country church. In fact, he is a musician who finds his self worth in grand-scale projects. He likes to present and record the music of his favorite composers in comprehensive marathons — all… more »