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AND HEARD INTERNATIONAL CONCERT REVIEW
Prokofiev, Beethoven, Mozart:
Saint Petersburg
Philharmonic, Yuri Temirkanov, conductor; Julia Fischer, violin.
Davies Symphony Hall, San Francisco, 19.11.2007 (HS)
Harvey Steiman
A full-house audience came out to capacious Davies Symphony Hall
on a Monday night a few days before a major holiday in America
(Thanksgiving), a notoriously bad time to draw a crowd to arts
events, to hear a Russian orchestra and a German violinist just
now getting the recognition she deserves. Perhaps that says
something of the steadfast support San Francisco's large Russian
community pays to its own. Certainly, conductor Yuri Temirkanov is
well known and liked by local music lovers, who have experienced
his conducting at San Francisco Opera, San Francisco Symphony and
from earlier visits by his "home" orchestra, the Saint Petersburg
Philharmonic.
Or maybe it reflects the newly minted stardom of Julia Fischer,
Gramophone's current artist of the year (although that
magazine's audience in the U.S. is not extensive). The young
violinist wowed San Francisco
symphony subscribers with a gorgeous performance of the Sibelius
concerto earlier this year and toured the piece with the
orchestra in
Europe in September.
Whatever the reason for the big crowd, she was the best thing
about this concert, bringing a freshness and sense of discovery
with each phrase of the familiar Beethoven concerto. The orchestra
displayed muffled sounds and seemed more dutiful than inspired,
both in its opener, Mozart's Overture to Marriage of Figaro,
and its second-half turn, Prokofiev's familiar Symphony No. 5.
But they sounded great in the Beethoven, providing a soft cushion
to Fischer's un-mannered playing.
Temirkanov's baton-free conducting style, more mystic than
precise, consists primarily of horizontal hand movements,
punctuated by the occasional downward chop and body sway. The
orchestra musicians, whom he has led for 20 years, seem to follow
it all, and when it works it can produce music of incandescence.
On this occasion, the second of two programs as part of San
Francisco Symphony's Great Performers series, articulation and
intonation missed just enough to produce an unfocused sound. This
orchestra seems to aim for a burnished quality, everything round
and open-textured, which takes the edge off any moments that ought
to be brilliant.
In the overture, taken at a rapid clip, this resulted in phrases
with little shape and a sort of flatness to the dynamic range.
Mozart's sudden fortes felt like mezzo fortes, eased into. Phrases
skipped ahead with little arc to them.
In the Prokofiev symphony, this approach made the slow movement
glow and the music rise and fall like a gentle tide, but the
composer's sarcasm in the scherzo lacked punch. The outer
movements were better. I was especially taken with Temirkanov's
sense of the relationships between tempos, although they were
generally on the slow side, and the singing quality of the
secondary themes. He seemed intent on bringing out what complexity
there was in the music rather than outlining the highlights, and
the orchestra, ever responsive, followed him beautifully.
Tempos were on the slow side for the Beethoven. If the tympani
opening spoke softly rather than whispering, and the phrasing
aimed for beauty rather than an edgy Beethovenian spirit, that
just placed Fischer's playing in greater relief. The violinist
drew out heartbreaking phrases in the gorgeous slow movement,
which became the anchor of the piece. And she favored a graceful
pulse in the outer movements, hitting every phrase with pinpoint
accuracy, but giving them just enough hesitation here, or
anticipation there, to lend freshness.
Most of all, she used her formidable technique in cadenzas to
produce double - and triple-stops of amazing accuracy and
richness. In both the first movement and finale, she wove three
different lines together in a display that had to leave violinists
in the audience slack-jawed. It wasn't a showy display of
brilliance, most of it occurring in the middle range, but it added
tremendous depth to the music.
For an encore, Fischer let fly with Paganini's airy Caprice No.
2, as light and ephemeral as the Beethoven was meaty.
For their encores, the orchestra played the "Nimrod" variation
from Elgar's Enigma, an unusual choice for a Russian
ensemble and, surprisingly, understated to the point of missing
its nobility. But then they finished with Tchaikovsky's opening
music from the Nutcracker pas de deux. That sounded like
they meant it.