Brahms,
Sibelius :
Nicholas Angelich (piano), London Philharmonic
Orchestra / Kazushi Ono (conductor), St. David’s Hall,
Cardiff,
24.02.07 (GPu)
Brahms,
Piano Concerto No.2
Sibelius, Symphony No.2
The
audience in
Cardiff was sparser than usual for this attractive concert
– perhaps because of the rival attraction of the
France
versus Wales Rugby International on television. Those
of us who set the video for the rugby and came to St.
David’s Hall were treated to a concert of two halves (as
they say in the sporting world).
The
first half performance of Brahms’ second piano concerto
was music-making of high (very high) competence and professional
experience, but it somehow never quite took wing. The
excellent Kazushi Ono had taken over as conductor, at
fairly short notice, from an indisposed Emmanuel Krivine
– perhaps this was a contributory factor? The Concerto
is a difficult work to bring fully to convincing life.
It is a work on a very large scale – four longish movements
occupying some fifty minutes, but many of its best moments
come in passages of small-scale intimacy. Though in many
respects the work belongs in the high romantic tradition
of the piano concerto there is little or no sense of contest
between soloist and orchestra; here is no hero (soloist)
raging against the constraints of the world (orchestra).
Though there are times of darkness and passion in the
writing, the dominant air is of something closer to serenity.
That serenity sometimes came dangerously close to mere
comfortableness, or even complacency, in this performance.
The
opening bars of the initial allegro worked their familiar
magic, the call of the horn summoning the pianist into
a meditative statement of considerable beauty. And, after
a lovely account of this opening, the first movement as
a whole had a satisfying dignity, Nicholas Angelich playing
with both gentleness and aptly restrained power. The piano
writing, especially in this first movement, is technically
demanding and Angelich answered all the demands with relative
ease.
The second movement, allegro appassionato, was perhaps
under characterised, however. Things were somewhat underpowered
in terms of emotional energy and intensity – the movement
surely should be fuller of nervous energy, of pathos in
its second subject, of volatility throughout, than it
was on this occasion. The chamber-like music of the third
movement andante was, though beautifully played, not well
served by the relative lack of emotional storms in what
had preceded it. The peace and serenity of this andante
seemed, as a result, less obviously earned, perhaps merely
a self-indulgence in the pleasant. The cello work of Timothy
Walden was exquisitely lyrical and Angelich was at his
best in this movement, playing with real innerness and
tenderness.
Both soloist and orchestral forces created a sense of
stillness without any actual loss of momentum, and the
effect was strikingly beautiful. The allegretto grazioso
of the finale has a more thoroughly relaxed geniality
than anything else in the work, but here, again, relaxation
came dangerously close to blandness. Rhythms were not
always as close to those of the dance – whether in the
ballroom or by the (stylised) gipsy camp-fire – as they
might have been; the whole way of proceeding, though it
would be unfair to call it ponderous, was certainly less
sophisticatedly playful than great performances of this
concerto’s finale are. A mixed bag, then; some fine things,
some slightly disappointing things, making up a performance
which, while one was pleased to have heard it, fell some
way short of the possibilities offered by this remarkable
concerto.
After
half time, there was certainly no shortage of intensity
or energy in a dynamic performance of Sibelius’ Second
Symphony. Written in 1901, when Sibelius was 36, and premiered
in March of the following year, the work has often been
interpreted as a work of nationalist affirmation and it
isn’t hard to see why, even if the symphony certainly
doesn’t need such an extra-musical justification or endorsement.
Before becoming over-influenced by the work’s undeniable
connections – like all of Sibelius’s music – with matters
Finnish – we do well to remember that a good deal of this
symphony was first sketched in Italy. Certainly there
is something of Italian warmth and light in the first
movement, far more ‘Mediterranean’
in feel than one’s presuppositions might lead one to expect
from Sibelius. And that was very much the sense conveyed
in the fine account of the opening allegretto given by
the LPO and Ono. It is a beautifully made movement, in
which almost everything ultimately derives from the string
figure which begins it, a logic well clarified in this
performance but not at the cost of expressiveness and
lightness of spirit.
The second movement, in contrast, with its pizzicato introduction,
first in the double basses and then in the cellos, was
both dramatic and ominous, a compelling, dark-toned utterance
both tense and sombre, with moments of real savagery.
The woodwind and brass sections of the LPO were particularly
impressive here. The third movement, for all its echoes
of the symphony’s opening motif also looks forward, its
breathless pace – handled superbly by Ono and the orchestra
– building up with insistent drive an irresistible momentum
which leads to the closing blaze of triumph. Ono’s control
of dynamics seemed everywhere sure and purposeful and
did much to articulate the proper inevitability – both
logical and emotional – of the climax. This was a performance
admirable for its sustained sense of the large sweep and
design of the symphony – beginning in pastoral mode and
concluding in a manner far more epic.
The
interpretation of Sibelius’ Second Symphony had a continuous
radiance and absoluteness of conviction only intermittently
achieved in the Brahms’ concerto. But the whole made for
a very worthwhile evening – finally more successful than
the Welsh were in Paris.
Glyn Pursglove