Covent 
          Garden’s Music Director Antonio Pappano’s 
          moonlighting with the London Symphony Orchestra 
          has produced some highly memorable concerts 
          and tonight’s was one of them. 
        
        His 
          well-balanced programme opened with Leonard 
          Bernstein’s rather light-weight three movement 
          Chichester Psalms, commissioned by 
          the Dean of Chichester Cathedral in 1965. 
          Pappano conducted the opening Awake, psaltery 
          and harp, with great flamboyancy, his 
          right foot constantly tapping, his stabbing 
          hand gestures enticing rhythmically taut, 
          jazzy playing from the LSO, producing an appropriate, 
          somewhat brutish intensity. However, the music 
          itself sounded rather hollow and contrived, 
          with its crude allusions to Orff. In the more 
          climactic moments there was a degree of distortion 
          and congestion due in part to the conductor’s 
          extreme dynamic range being let down by the 
          Barbican Hall’s rather claustrophobic acoustic.
        
        His 
          setting of Psalm 23, The Lord is my shepherd, 
          was cringe-makingly schmalzty, only redeemed 
          by the assured treble solo of David Stark, 
          who projected his pristine voice eloquently 
          and with great clarity. The closing Lord, 
          Lord, my heart is not haughty was by far 
          the most moving and successful of the psalms. 
          Here the LSO strings produced an extraordinary 
          depth of tone and expression, while the LSO 
          Chorus were hypnotic, with evocations of Mahler’s 
          Eighth Symphony seeping through.
        
        Dmitri 
          Alexeev was a late substitute for an indisposed 
          Mikhail Pletnev and proved to be a very worthy 
          replacement in the fiendishly difficult Prokofiev 
          Third Piano Concerto in C major Op.26. 
          Alexeev and Pappano were in total accord in 
          their perception of this overtly savage, primordial 
          score. Alexeev’s multifaceted playing produced 
          a vast range of sounds from brittle to metallic, 
          delicate to rugged, perfectly complemented 
          and matched by the LSO. Notably exciting were 
          the raucous and shrilly pointed woodwind interspersed 
          with the pianist’s spiky playing.
        
        In the 
          slow movement Alexeev switched into a more 
          sombre mood taking on a sparse, stark fragrance, 
          with the LSO again producing sympathetic, 
          atmospheric accompaniment. In the concluding 
          Allegro the pianist again shifted gear, 
          his fragile playing producing a glistening 
          array of sounds; the concluding buoyant passages 
          had such ferocious energy it felt as if the 
          pianist and orchestra were bursting at the 
          seams, pouring out a cornucopia of sound: 
          this was an electrifying, high frequency performance.
        
        Tchaikovsky’s 
          ‘Pathétique’ was an ideal piece 
          for Pappano as it is that composer’s most 
          ‘operatic’ of orchestral scores. It may be 
          no mere coincidence that some of the greatest 
          performances of this dramatic symphony have 
          been given by conductors famed for their work 
          in the opera house - Toscanini, Furtwängler, 
          Kleiber and Klemperer; Pappano’s moving account 
          seemed to reinforce this tradition. 
        
        The 
          opening, brooding bars of the Andante 
          were perfectly paced, the conductor setting 
          the mood magnificently, with the strings assuming 
          a grainy darkness. The climactic ‘despair’ 
          development section was deeply intense, with 
          the brass in particular having a ferocious 
          cutting edge to their playing. After this 
          nerve shattering experience Pappano seamlessly 
          switched pace, with the closing bars taking 
          on a majestic and melancholic mood. The following 
          waltz was conducted with a lilting grace but 
          with dark and gloomy undertones. Often this 
          movement can seem too decorative and lightweight, 
          but Pappano teased out the inherent darkness 
          and an uncanny brooding sense of menace and 
          impending doom; a waltz in a twilit minefield. 
          Likewise, the March can often sound merely 
          bombastic and pompous but Pappano invested 
          it with true theatrical panache. The LSO excelled 
          themselves with the vivacity of their playing 
          with brass and bass drum being particularly 
          effective. 
        
        The 
          concluding Adagio lamentoso is often 
          played far too slowly, to wring out the emotions 
          – Bernstein comes to mind. Here, however, 
          Pappano took it at a faster pace, yet sacrificed 
          nothing in terms of intensity and poignancy. 
          There was a sense of urgent, nervous energy 
          to the haunting melody, rather than a doom 
          laden, dreary dirge. Pappano conducted with 
          great expressivity, with the concluding passages 
          from the ‘cellos and double basses throbbing 
          into infinity. 
        
        Such 
          was the intensity of this extraordinarily 
          operatic performance there were several seconds 
          of silence before the audience erupted into 
          well-deserved applause.
        Alex Russell