I have to say that Medtner's sonatas - each one of them, including the three for violin and piano - hit me squarely between the ears on very first acquaintance, although I have often heard it said (as indeed it has been here several times) that they yield up their manifold secrets only gradually. That fact, let me assure you, does not mark out my perceptive faculties as anything special but instead merely reflects that, temperamentally, I felt immediately drawn to these works. The fact that they have, for the most part, taken so long to enter into the consciousnesses of musicians and listeners cannot be denied, although I find it very sad; Medtner was a serious force to be reckoned with - a master craftsman, a wholly individual thinker and a fabulous pianist, too. Rather like Chopin and Brahms before him, he seemed almost to arrive on the scene as an already mature composer. The best of his songs, too, are on a par with the finest by his predecessor Tchaikovsky and his friend and colleague Rakhmaninov.
Best,
Alistair