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Tchaikovsky, Elgar:
Dmitri Alexeev (piano), St.Petersburg
Philharmonic/ Yan Pascal Tortelier (conductor)St. David’s Hall,
Cardiff, 9.10.2008 (GPu)
Tchaikovsky, Romeo and Juliet Fantasy Overture
Tchaikovsky, Piano Concerto No.1
Elgar, Enigma Variations
This concert was affected by two significant changes of personnel
after its original announcement. As first scheduled the conductor
was to be Yuri Temirkanov and the piano soloist Elisso Virsaladze.
Unfortunately Maestro Temirkanov was suffering from a serious
bronchial infection and Elisso Virsaladze was also indisposed. I
mean no disrespect to any of the others involved if I say that I was
particularly disappointed by the enforced withdrawal of Elisso
Virsaladze; she is a very interesting pianist whom I have never
heard live and I was looking forward to the opportunity of putting
that right.
Still, there was plenty to enjoy in what was on offer. The
opening performance of Tchaikovsky’s Romeo and Juliet overture had
perhaps just a little of the routine about it, at least initially –
it was orchestral playing of high accomplishment, in a work with
which the members of the orchestra must be thoroughly familiar.
Maybe, indeed, over-familiarity accounted for a certain lack of
sparkle at times. The opening statement of the quasi-liturgical
benedictory theme, alluding to Friar Laurence, had an authoritative
and decidedly Russian accent, its phrases shaped, one sensed, by an
inherited awareness of the music of the Orthodox church (this Friar
Laurence was not very noticeably a Catholic priest from Verona). The
early statement of the music generally taken to represent the hatred
between the Montagues and the Capulets, on the other hand, was
slightly disappointing, its rhythms violently accented, certainly,
but the effect rather flashy, seeming to draw attention to the
brilliance of the playing and the orchestral sound, as it were,
rather than to the emotional substance of the music.
Such partial disappointment as one might have felt at this point was
soon forgotten in the beauty and the direct emotional intensity with
which the familiar love theme was played, full of yearning
tenderness. As the three themes came into conflict – for the music
enacts the conflict of emotional attitudes and value systems rather
than attempting any kind of ‘narrative’ imitation of Shakespeare’s
play – the performance carried more and more conviction. Here, as
elsewhere, the playing of the brass was immensely authoritative and
the strings were heard to very attractive effect in the increasingly
radiant presentations of the love theme until it was presented in
movingly distorted form, commented on by the menace of the timpani.
By the end of the overture mere routine had certainly disappeared
and the music had caught fire.
Intensity was certainly maintained in an impressive performance of
Tchaikovsky’s First Piano Concerto. Dmitri Alexeev was well able to
invest the familiar with an air of freshness and vitality, as was
Yan Pascal Tortelier in his direction of the orchestra. I confess
that the asymmetrical lopsidedness of this concerto – the hugely
excessive length of the first movement in relation to the two that
follow – has always troubled me, and usually leaves me feeling
unsatisfied by performances of the work. I won’t claim that this
performance made me forget such unease, but it came closer to doing
so than many that I have heard. The conviction and assurance with
which the grand introduction was played and Alexeev’s powerful, but
intelligent, pianism (all mere showboating avoided) made for a
memorable rendition of the first movement. Though the grand sweep of
things was well presented, there was much attention to detail too.
In the first cadenza, Alexeev’s deployment of the sustaining pedal
was a minor (but real) delight in itself.
In what followed – essentially a sonata-allegro handling of two
themes (the first described by Tchaikovsky as a folksong sung by
“every blind Ukrainian singer”, the second more gently romantic) –
Tortelier’s support of the soloist was exemplary (not, of course,
that all the orchestral writing is mere ‘accompaniment’) and Alexeev
was compelling and persuasively passionate at the piano, the whole
an eloquent piece of epic romanticism, characteristically
Tchaikovskian in the hero’s self-consciousness of his own heroism.
The second movement’s opening (andantino semplice) is an effective
contrast in mood and manner to what has preceded it. The tenderly
melodic solo for flute, supported by pizzicato strings, was played
very beautifully, and the central section had a pleasantly
waltz-like quality. But perhaps this performance didn’t quite
discover all the poetry that this music can possess – for all its
charm the central prestissimo lacked any real magic. In the final
movement, Russian soloist and Russian orchestra (if not Russian
conductor!) brought out very persuasively the Russian folk song
verve of the early part of the movement and Tchaikovsky’s musical
mechanism of tension and release to functioned very convincingly and
compellingly. The surging romantic melody which follows – and which
is so familiar to most listeners that its beauty can be hard to keep
on recognising – was well-shaped and, with its analogies to the
opening of the whole work acknowledged, it does something to give a
degree of shape to a work whose strongest qualities are not
structural.
This was, taken whole, a fine performance, one which went some
considerable way, at least, to making one listen again to a
work so familiar. Alexeev strikes one as a pianist of real
intelligence, never willing to settle for simple display; to say
that his use of silence is as effective as his brilliant runs is
perhaps another way of saying the same thing. Add to Alexeev an
accomplished and experienced conductor such as Tortelier (who has
worked quite often with this orchestra in recent years) and a
top-class Russian orchestra and, not surprisingly, one has a
combination which – on this occasion at least – generated very
convincing results in this particular repertoire.
The absence of Yuri Temirkanov meant that we were denied the
intriguing prospect of an entirely Russian take on the Enigma
Variations. We still had the Russian orchestra but in the excellent
Tortelier – conducting baton-less with shrugging shoulders and
dancing body – they were being led by a conductor whose ten years
with the BBC Philharmonic (let alone his other extensive
international experience) ensured his familiarity with English
traditions of Elgarian interpretation. In the largest sense this
couldn’t reasonably have been described as an especially ‘Russian’
interpretation of a work so often thought of as quintessentially
English.
Yet certain aspects of the playing, certain orchestral traditions,
did give it a distinctive quality. The lower strings of the
orchestra had a weight and gravity not always to be encountered in
English orchestras; the brass section played with a greater
fierceness than most of their English equivalents would have brought
to some passages; it was perhaps the case that the performance was
less rhythmically relaxed than some English readings of the piece.
On the whole it was more strikingly persuasive in the more powerful
passages, less so in some of the quieter, more reflective
variations, where one did miss – though is it only familiarity (a
word I find myself using with great frequency in thinking about this
concert) that makes one sense it as a loss ? – a distinctively
‘English’ quality. Certainly, heard in this context, some of Elgar’s
melodies sounded distinctly Tchaikovskian! Variation 12 (‘BGN’)
worked particularly well, the playing of the St. Petersburg cellos
especially impressive, both graceful and emotionally direct.
Variation 6 (‘Ysobel’) did perhaps make Miss Isabel Fitton sound
surprisingly Russian. Essentially, however, this was a performance
that was firmly within the parameters of British readings of the
work. Well-played and accomplished it offered nothing that was
especially revelatory but it attractively rounded off a pleasing
concert.
Glyn Pursglove
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