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SEEN AND HEARD
INTERNATIONAL CONCERT REVIEW
Mozart, Bruckner:
Jonathan Biss (piano), National Symphony Orchestra, Herbert
Blomstedt (conductor), Kennedy Center Concert Hall, Washington,
D.C., 19.3.2009 (RRR)
Mozart:
Piano Concerto No.27 in B-flat, K.595
Bruckner:
Symphony No.9
Thursday night, the venerable, but still remarkably spry,
82-year-old Herbert Blomstedt led the National Symphony Orchestra
with Mozart’s Piano Concerto No. 27 the substantial amuse-gueule
before
Bruckner’s
9th Symphony.
Blomstedt took a mellow, unhurried, but still alert approach to the
Mozart. At first, his young partner, 28-year-old pianist Jonathan
Biss, seemed to rush rather than relish his part. This abated by the
end of the first movement and a new level of comfort showed itself
in the Larghetto, without, albeit, revealing any notable
poetic insights. In the last movement, Allegro, Biss showed
some real character and esprit. Clearly, he was now relaxed
enough to begin exploring, with his ample talent, the expressive
possibilities Mozart offered. By far his best movement, he began
relishing the interplay with the orchestra and displaying the sense
of play essential to Mozart. Now that Biss has broken the ice, my
guess is that his next two performances (March
20th
and
March
21st)
will be up to the par of the last movement tonight, which would make
it them rather special.
This was the second Bruckner 9th that I have heard in
less than three weeks. On March 3rd,
I heard Zubin Mehta direct the Vienna Philharmonic
in Los Angeles in a disappointing performance that seemed to use the
9th as a virtuoso display piece for the orchestra, rather
than as Bruckner’s final statement on the cosmos. The NSO was not in
a position to do that, nor did Herbert Blomstedt seem to be disposed
to want to; his intentions were more serious. And, truth be told,
the NSO was not exactly in its métier. It has not performed this
symphony in 20 years. At times, it sounded as if it were speaking a
second language that it had not quite mastered; there was a
momentary discombobulation in one of the many gear shifts in the
first movement, and occasional odd sound balances occurred.
Despite the lack of a Bruckner tradition, however, the NSO was able
to achieve, under Blomstedt’s guidance, some notable things.
Blomstedt took an approach that was not exactly tranquil, but not as
highly charged as one might wish, especially if one is habituated to
Furtwangler’s volcanic approach. At whatever stride, Blomstedt kept
the one essential thing in Bruckner without which all else is lost:
concentration. This allowed him to bring out a good deal of detail
without ever breaking the line. Without sounding particularly
idiomatic, the NSO stayed with him, excelled in the delicate,
lyrical moments, and pulled off the major climaxes. Things gelled by
the third movement to the point that the NSO was speaking fluent
Bruckner (the strings were glorious), and the expressiveness of the
music took over. Together, Blomstedt and the NSO beautifully built
the last movement. They approached and even, at moments, achieved
the visionary. The audience knew it and sat still at the end,
uncertain as to when, or even if, to applaud. Neither perfect nor
great, I still prefer this Bruckner-approach to what I heard on the
West Coast and the huzzahs with which it was greeted.
Aesthetic postscripts: The VPO has better tailors than the
NSO
and looks stunning in white tie. Compared to the VPO, which had only
four female participants, the
NSO looks like a gynecocracy. I only mention this because it struck
me, as I was once struck with the nearly overwhelming green of
Virginia after coming back from three months in the desert in the
Middle East. While I expected lax sartorial standards in the Disney
Concert Hall, which invites, by its name and design, perpetual
adolescence, I saw elderly adults in blue jeans at the Kennedy
Center Bruckner concert instead. Unless this is part of a new WPA
program for the Great Recession, that seems rather inexcusable.
Robert R. Reilly
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