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SEEN AND HEARD
INTERNATIONAL CONCERT REVIEW
Britten, Bach, and Walton:
Academy
of St Martin in the Fields, Julia Fischer, director and violin,
Benaroya Hall, Seattle, 16.2.2009 (BJ)
Between being in tune and not being out of tune stretches a gulf
that might be called “sort of okay.” At its visiting engagement in
Seattle, the Academy of St Martin in the Fields showed itself to be
triumphantly on the right side of that divide. Intonation was so
precise that many moments in the music were realized more vividly
than I had ever heard them played before.
If I begin with a technical point, this is not to suggest that
musical values were neglected. Actually the two spheres should not
be thought of as in any way conflicting. A half-dozen first violins
in perfect unison sound musical in a way not achievable through
anything less than perfection. Perhaps the most stunning example
came in the slow movement of the final work of the evening, Walton’s
Sonata for Strings: here a sustained high note in the firsts was
ravishing to the point of revelatory delight.
Walton’s Sonata was one of the two English works that book-ended
Bach’s two violin concertos on the program. The other was Britten’s
Variations on a Theme of Frank Bridge, a piece as early in its
composer’s output and as brisk and mercurial in manner as the Walton
is late and mellow. With both treated to performances that combined
flawless ensemble and vigorous rhythm with unfailing sensitivity, I
was surprised to find myself enjoying Walton’s relative rarity even
more than Britten’s more familiar work. Arranged for string
orchestra in the 1970s from his String Quartet of two decades and a
half earlier, the Sonata is a piece that emulates the melodic appeal
of Walton’s early style while eschewing its abrasiveness.
Particularly effective is the way each of its first three movements
seems to have reached a conclusion, only to add a brief but
charmingly effective envoi of just a few delicate bars. There
were, too, touches of rhythmic wit in the scherzo that had me
literally–though I hasten to assure you inaudibly–chuckling.
It should be understood that none of these pleasures could have been
secured without direction of the highest caliber, which is certainly
what Julia Fischer provided. Admittedly she had a string orchestra
of transcendent caliber to work with–the Academy, now in its 51st
glorious season, is clearly without a weak spot anywhere in the
ensemble, and principal viola Robert Smissen was especially
impressive for his artistry and sheer presence. But a good orchestra
without good direction can easily resemble a chicken without a head;
and it was clear from her unobtrusive yet firm leadership that
Fischer, already at 25 the finest of the crop of gifted young
violinists now before the public, also possesses huge potential as a
conductor, even if she has not yet swapped the bow for a baton as
the ensemble’s founder, Neville Marriner, did many years ago.
Certainly, in her case, I hope that any such step onto the podium in
the future would not be taken at the expense of the violin. Her
playing of the two Bach concertos, the A-minor before intermission
and the E-major after, was a model of burnished tone, graceful
articulation, and, in the slow movements, high eloquence, backed up
by the orchestra with equal skill and enthusiasm. Both performances
were stylish but not too stylish–any but the most diehard devotees
of that largely chimerical notion, “authenticity” of performance
practice, will know what I mean. Altogether it was an evening to
treasure, enjoyed by an encouragingly numerous audience. And a
well-chosen encore, in the shape of a winsome little gavotte from
Janáçek’s Suite for Strings, sent us home happy.
Bernard Jacobson
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