Thursday 28 April 2016

Is Vaughan Williams’ Third Symphony really so rarely performed? Sir Mark Elder obviously thinks so and spoke strongly about its merits prior to the performance though, with fine playing throughout, it hardly seemed to need such a large plug. Moreover, performing it immediately after Butterworth’s A Shropshire Lad and before Debussy’s Las mer gave it a solid context which hardly needed added explanation. I am not against conductors speaking to the audience but felt that, on this occasion, it did little to add to our understanding and lengthened an evening which, unfortunately, over-ran badly.

Butterworth’s A Shropshire Lad can come across as a rural idyll but Elder finds levels of melancholy and loneliness in the work which are highly convincing. The touches of portamento in the strings hint at an understanding which is more than simply archaic. In the light of this interpretation we were well prepared for the ambivalence of the Vaughan Williams. Again this is very far from a pastoral idyll but none the less is clearly wedded to an understanding of the relationship of humanity to nature. The first movement, for all its introspection, seems to regularly flood with birdsong, calling us to a world of innocence which might exist if only man did not. This mood is carried over into the second movement where the solo trumpet provides a distant, cold, reminder of man’s presence and final judgement. It is a world away from the trumpet solos in Mahler and chillingly so. The third movement’s heartiness contrasts with the continuing bird song, but seems shallow in comparison and so we are led to the keening of the solo soprano in the final movement. Louise Alder, off-stage throughout, filled the hall easily with a gentle warmth and Mark Elder drew our attention to the different impact of the two passages she sings. At the opening her line is underpinned by a soft but uncomfortable tympani; at the end it is supported by high strings. Though the pain continues, we know we have moved from despair to resolution and compassion. It is a wonderful work, and yes we do not hear it often enough.

After the interval we had moved from English impressionism to French, opening with a forthright account of Ravels’ Piano Concerto for the left hand, with Cedric Tiberghien as soloist. The strident writing and vivid colours contrast the fluid lyricism of the cadenzas which were given limpid clarity by the soloist. His sensitivity towards the period was exemplified in the Debussyan encore which followed.

Ending the evening with Debussy’s La mer almost came as a shock after the earlier works. The crisp open clarity, the sparkle and enthusiasm which the orchestra conjured up, was like a splendid cold shower after a very sweaty race. Detail was exemplary and dynamic changes always firmly focused. Those who had to slip away before the Debussy started, given that we were now running thirty minutes behind the expected time, missed a wonderful conclusion, and there was something of a scramble to get out following the final note. A pity, music making of this quality deserves better – and that is down to the planning.

Barbican Hall, Sunday 24 April 2016

Sir Mark Elder has a fine reputation for his Elgar interpretations and this was very much in evidence last night. If the tempi are often on the slow side, the phrasing and balance are exemplary, and when the choruses need to bite, they certainly do so.

Allan Clayton brings a clean, very English, voice to Gerontius himself, but to this is added a ringing heroic top which made Firmly I believe, and Take me away genuinely thrilling. His diction allows the text to have real impact, particularly in the second half where his encounters with the Angel were warmly human. There is little sense of pain or angst here, more of commitment and conviction. It was very moving.

Gerald Finley was equally moving as the Priest. If the voice is not the stentorian bass which we often hear, its warm baritone is more affective for its lighter tones. This was even more true of the intensity he brought to the Angel of the Agony.

Alice Coote has a real gift in being able to sing with the lightest of touches and yet be hear d over Elgar’s often dense orchestration. The opening of part two was delicate and personal, with no sense of triumphalism even in the more explosive alleluias. The Angel’s farewell was moving without every becoming sentimental. Together, the three voices brought us an interpretation based far more on hope and confidence than on pain and judgement. It was totally convincing.

The LSO chorus were in fine form, the dynamic changes made with ease and the text carrying well. They were joined by members of the Guildhall School Singers for some of the choruses, where the extra voices gave us even greater impact. The final bars of Praise to the Holiest seemed to go on into eternity.

The LSO know this work well but there was never any hint of this being just another performance.  Solo parts are always well found, and on this occasion the harps seemed to be even more important than usual at key moments.

There was no sign that this was being recorded. A pity – many could benefit from a reading of this intensity and joy.

Barbican Hall, 13 April 2016

Sakari Oramo has proved himself to be our finest living Elgar conductor. I say this without hesitation for while we have many fine Elgar conductors today, none brings the sense of vitality and complexity to the scores that he does.

The performance of the First Symphony at the Barbican was a good case in point. The opening was heroic, gently flowing without any hard edges, yet had a luminous quality which lifted the spirits from the opening bars. Sakari Oramo creates the most subtle fluctuations of dynamics and tempi to highlight inner voices and tensions which might otherwise go unnoticed. Solo playing was exceptional with the brass blazing into life without any sense of raw edges.

The clarity of the string figuration at the start of the second movement impressed, and Oramo drew our attention to Elgar’s closeness to Mahler rather than Brahms in these inner movements. There is a ferocity to the brass which Brahms would never have allowed but which looks forward to the turmoil of Elgar’s second symphony.

The clipped staccato opening to the final movement hinted at a world held in suspense before it is finally released, revisiting all of the former ideas but seeing them now through the eyes of wisdom.

A magnificent performance, with some exceptionally fine solo playing, not least from the two harps.

The evening had opened with Bax’s The Garden of Fand. Though not as well-known as Tintagel this is a fine romantic work which moves easily between the glistening sea and the earthbound dances. If the programmatic narrative leaves us a little bemused these days that does not affect the pleasure the work itself gives.

Brett Dean was the soloist in his own Viola Concerto. The two main movements have a brief, melancholic preamble before they launch into a dense score which is full of atmospheric detail. This is often effective but the sense of structure is difficult to follow and there is little to grasp melodically. Rhythms are frequently strong and powerful, with a full percussion section used throughout. The second movement opens quietly but soon builds to the ferocity of the first, though there is a fine extended solo passage for cor anglais at the end. The concerto was very well received.

Royal Festival Hall, London, 11 April 2016

This recital was billed as ‘A celebration of the Music of Max Reger’. Through a selection of Reger’s own compositions, the appreciative audience of around 400 were entertained and entranced by this young North American organist.

The first half of the evening was partly given over to Reger’s arrangements of Bach’s Chromatic Fantasia & Fugue in D minor, BWV 903, followed by his arrangements of four of Bach’s Two-part Inventions. These arrangements gave an interesting insight into Reger’s compositional world, particularly his desire to draw out individual lines and colours. I have to confess that I prefer my Bach to be ‘unspoiled’ and so although impressed by the scale and variety of the opening piece I was more drawn to the smaller scale, delicately registered first three Inventions. The fourth was rendered in bombastic style!

There followed two of Reger’s own large scale compositions, Chorale fantasia: Wachet auf, ruft uns die Stimme and the Introduction, passacaglia and fugue in E minor. Both of these works draw on the original thematic material to create immense structures with extremes of dynamic and colourful contrasting registrations. The sound world is neo-romantic with complex and often chromatic harmonies and shifting rhythms.

Although I can’t say this is my favourite music I was entranced by Isabelle Demers’ authoritative performances, her dexterous handling of this instrument and the fact that she seemed so at one with music and instrument. I was especially impressed to see this whole programme performed without a score in sight.

The RFH is very well suited to this music and there were moments when the exposed layout of the pipework produced some lovely more-than-stereo effects. As before it was a pleasure to see such a range of people in the audience – proof that quality organ performances can be popular.

Another very successful and enjoyable entry in this series. The final concert of the season in on 6^th June. The 2016-17 series has just been announced.

Stephen Page