Handel: Suite No.
2 in F major, HWV 427 (1720)
Haydn: Variations in F minor, Hob.
XVII:6 (1793)
Beethoven: Sonata in C minor, Op. 111
(1821-22)
Scriabin: Four Etudes, Op. 8 (1894),
Poeme in F-sharp major, Op. 32, No.
1 (1903), Deux danses, Op. 73 (1914),
Sonata No. 5, Op. 53 (1907)
Shortly
after Garrick Ohlsson launched the first few
dignified bars of the Handel Suite,
a high-pitched sound, most likely a hearing
aid gone awry, forced him to stop, pause to
regain his focus, and begin anew. Despite
the errant device (that kept adding its unwanted
input all afternoon), the artist emerged victorious
and managed to find both power and poetry
amid the barrage of distractions. This was
my first experience with this piece, and I
liked its alternating languid and sparkling
moments, made more so with Ohlsson’s cleanly
elegant reading. The Haydn that followed was
darker, but in Ohlsson’s hands it revealed
some wistful humor, and he made short work
of the piece’s demanding flourishes and octaves
near the close.
This
Beethoven sonata is a profound thing, certainly
one of the most mystical and unearthly flights
by a composer writing ahead of his time. Considering
the period (1821-22), the sonata’s rapid mood
changes and unusual chord progressions sound
much more modern. In the first movement, Ohlsson
nailed the stern opening octaves, and then
sent us far and wide to a place that at one
point sounded almost jazzy, with rhythms that
reminded me of Scott Joplin, before finally
ending in quiet repose. The second movement,
with its aching, yearning theme, was haunting,
especially in some superbly handled pianissimo
passages. Ohlsson seemed to relish the gentle
fire that makes this work so unforgettable,
and a well-considered preface to the second
half of the program.
When
the lights dimmed after intermission, just
as Ohlsson raised his hands to begin the Scriabin
Etudes, a child somewhere in the balcony
shrieked, "Noooo!" As the audience
laughed and applauded, the pianist chuckled
and shook his head, paused to realign his
focus on the composer’s ecstatic universe,
and then began again. These early works sounded
delightfully mysterious, the more elusive
Poeme even more so, and then came the
composer’s penultimate piece, Deux Danses,
with the striking Flammes sombres ("somber
flames"). To end the afternoon, Ohlsson
gave an athletic performance of the moody,
spectacular Fifth Sonata, whose rocketing
conclusion -- a meteoric ascent from the far
left all the way up the keyboard -- also propelled
Mr. Ohlsson’s large frame completely off the
piano bench.
His
four encores included a deft and concisely
played Finale from Mozart’s Sonata in C,
a witty rendition of Chopin’s popular Waltz
in E-flat major, and then two more Scriabin
Etudes: the powerful, melancholy Etude
in D-sharp minor, Op. 8, No. 12 (a favorite
of Horowitz), and then the tiny Etude in
F-sharp Major, Op. 42, No. 3, the perfect
graceful exit since it lasts all of thirty
seconds.
Bruce Hodges