London International Piano Competition, Royal Festival Hall, London

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What do Martha Argerich, Radu Lupu, Vladimir Ashkenazy, Murray Perahia, Krystian Zimerman and Lang Lang have in common? All are stars in the pianistic firmament, and all came to prominence by winning competitions. And how did that Croatian dynamo Ivo Pogorelich put himself on the map? By getting knocked out of a first round in Warsaw, and having Argerich storm out of the jury at this injustice: not winning can be as potent as winning. Piano competitions often get a bad press, with ritual accusations of corruption. But as an intermittent juror myself, I'd say that bland compromise represents a greater flaw.

There was no trace of compromise in the final judgment at the triennial London International Piano Competition. The winner was an 18-year-old Uzbek named Bezhod Abduraimov, whose electrifying delivery of Prokofiev's exuberant Third Piano Concerto left no room for doubt as to where the first prize should go. With hands springing off the keys in the big staccato chords faster than the eye could register, and with his body almost levitating with excitement, he combined unbridled joy with a hugely impressive technical control. His semi-final recital had included a crystalline account of Ades's "Traced Overhead" and a performance of Brahms's Paganini Variations which was at times revelatory.

Both the other finalists would have made worthy winners. Third prize went to Andrejs Osokins from Latvia, who chose Liszt's First Piano Concerto to go out on – perhaps unwisely. Was it thanks to the music's skin-deep showiness that his impeccably stylish performance left no residue in the mind? At all events, when Alessandro Taverna followed him with a magisterial account of Chopin's First Piano Concerto, the world was suffused with grave beauty. This 26-year-old Italian is remarkable: his semi-final recital, spanning Chopin, Bach and Stravinsky, was 50 flawless minutes of poetry.

One hundred pianists had entered the lists, 24 came to London, and 9 made the semi-finals, of whom three others will also, I predict, become significant figures: Stephanie Proot (from Belgium) for her tone-painting; Sasha Grynyuk (Ukraine) for his perfumed way with Scarlatti and Ligeti; and Sofya Gulyak for the sheer glorious Russianness pervading everything she plays.