I am reluctant to post an opinion, because of my ignorance of the vast history of classical music. but you hit the sweet spot: Horowitz’s Rachmanioff 3rd Concerto, stirs so much emotion in me, I wait for snow storms before I will listen to it. it is like a movie in my head. It rouses me, and gives me a great confidence in the future.
That is probably a stupid comment, but I can’t express in words the scene in my head when I listen to it. I wish I knew what it meant.