When we are told how wonderful our brains are

we tend to smile contentedly and then go on to more serious topics
like the rate of income tax, the price of petrol/gasoline,
or the American-Iranian World War To Come.

But this evening I listened to an old broadcast performance
of Grigoriy Sokolov playing Schubert's last sonata (D.960)

and was able to compare it (unfavourably)
with my surprisingly accurate memory
of the orgasmic performance by Mitsuko Uchida
(whose name I always have to check on Wikipedia)
which I earlier deemed better than those by Alfred Brendel and Alfred Cortot -
though the latter has divine rubato.