Some pianists, remember Backhaus, Rubinstein, Arrau, simply ignore age -- not to speak of Horzsowski, who was giving concerts up to the age of 100. Yesterday, I attended an All-Schumann recital by living veteran Aldo Ciccolini, the famous italian-french pianist, who just turned 82. On the program were, among others things, Schumann's Vienna Carneval (Faschingsschwank) and the grand f-minor sonata op. 14 (the long version, I should add). I don't know how many young pianists would feel comfortable putting op. 14 on their recital-programs. I went there thinking, well, even if his memory and hands might be a bit shaky at this old age, the touch and musicality will still come out. I couldn't have been more wrong! It was a dazzling firework, iron fingers, technically impeccable, a finished performance ready for print. After getting furiously to the end of the op. 14 sonata and smashing the last chords, he got up and looked defiantly into the public, like saying: "Ha, what were you thinking!?" Standing ovations and storms of applause. So much for prejudices about old pianists.