Idiosyncratic performers

I have just received a CD of Shura Cherkasky's last Wigmore Hall performance (a couple of years before he died). And wonderful it is too. It got me thinking about why I do not seem to appreciate some modern, studio recordings as much as the reviewers would suggest I should. And I conclude it is down to performers these days over-striving for technical perfection, at the expense of individuality. Rather like a winemaker striving for that extra Parker Point. Going by the book. Of course, hitting the right notes beats missing them. Holding tempo is better than wandering all over the place. However, so many performances these days are technically perfect yet sterile. Music should be about fun. When I smash out a tune on the piano, I enjoy it. That cat runs a mile, but I am having fun. The fun starts with the performers and a good performer's fun is infectous(?). Ho Hum!