It's interesting to me how the personality of Vladimir Horowitz takes his own immense talent (and that of all the composers he plays) so matter-of-factly. His fingers play all the dark and intense moments and all the joyful moments of music with all the emotion you love to hear, but you notice he does not wear the emotions all over the rest of him. He always seems happy and his inner musician doesn't project inner turmoil, like the following: "Inner Turmoil #1" and "Inner Turmoil # 2". He doesn't distance the listener by trying to project his introversion on you: he likes the approbation of anyone who will give him a little compliment (In the end of the first clip of this post to the page turner: "See, wasn't that good? Did you like that?" he seems to ask him) He gives that cute little wave to his wife, Wanda, in the beginning and she, as usual looks none too impressed. He is one of those rock solid piano greats. No Introverted Tortured Soul here. Just Magic.
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