From Simon Trpčeski, Chopin’s music boils with a Heathcliff-like defiance. Here is no drawing-room dandy but a composer who truly rages against the dying of the light. Yet just as awe replaces critical scrutiny when faced with Trpčeski’s formidable mastery, you remember how such towering virtuosity is complemented by an equally remarkable refinement. If few pianists have stormed the Second Sonata’s first movement more heroically, even fewer have played the Funeral March’s central Elysian Trio with such poise and concentration.