Esplanade Concert Hall
Friday (22 March 2013 )
This review was published in The Straits Times on 25 March 2013 with the title "Coaxing Russian out of Singapore orchestra".
When
the veteran Russian conductor Gennady Rozhdestvensky and his pianist wife
Viktoria Postnikova took on the music of Brahms with the Singapore Symphony
Orchestra exactly one year ago, the stodgy concert left this reviewer with
mixed feelings. In this all-Rachmaninov programme, all remnants of reservation
had evaporated like the morning dew. By putting an authoritative stamp on the
music, the octogenarian maestro got the orchestra to bring out its Russianness.
Sergei
Rachmaninov (1873-1943) was the musical heir of Tchaikovsky. Despite their age
difference, the two Russians were good friends and colleagues. Tchaikovsky mentored
Rachmaninov, so it was not a great surprise that his overriding sense of
lugubriousness rubbed on the younger man.
The
concert opened with the early symphonic fantasy The Rock, inspired by a short Chekhov story, a work not unlike
Tchaikovsky’s fantasy overtures. Flautist Evgueni Brokmiller whipped up its
agile recurrent motif with the greatest of ease, leading to the work’s brooding
main theme. The ensuing development, with musical narrative coaxed to its
climax and near breaking point, showed how well the orchestra responded to
Rozhdestvensky’s baton.
Next
was the rarely performed Fourth Piano
Concerto, a late work Rachmaninov composed while permanently exiled from
his homeland. Its darker, dissonant shades and aggressive posture meant it was
unlikely to relive the popularity of its predecessors. Despite that, Postnikova
carved out a trenchant and inspired reading that was totally persuasive.
With
opening striding chords slightly off kilter in its swagger, she proved no slave
to the metronome. It was Rachmaninov’s nostalgia, evident from quotations of
past works, that came to the fore. Witness the second movement, where rays of
sunshine from the short but glorious melody from an earlier Etude-tableau penetrated the gloom that
came before.
Her
technique and quicksilver reflexes held up well for the helter-skelter finale,
which closed this Cinderella of a concerto on a violent and tumultuous note.
With prolonged applause, she obliged with a thunderous reading of Rachmaninov’s
Prelude in C sharp minor (Op.3 No.2),
the composer’s most dreaded encore because audiences refused to leave until
after he had played it.
The
theme of nostalgia continued into the Symphonic
Dances, Rachmaninov’s last work and de
facto fourth symphony. Taken with a broad and expansive pace,
Rozhdestvensky demonstrated that the first movement was marked Non Allegro (Not fast) after all. Tang
Xiao Ping’s saxophone sang with a heartrending beauty, while the First Symphony’s once menacing main
theme was relived, but now tamed and mellowed.
The
second movement’s ghostly waltz teased and insinuated, heralded by excellent
muted brass. It was the finale’s chorus, quoting the Dies Irae chant and his own Story
Of The Resurrection from the choral Vespers,
that truly resonated on all fronts. In charting his swansong, Rachmaninov bared
his longing for past with an unapologetic fervour. Rozhdestvensky and his
charges for the evening emphatically reminded one and all of that fact.
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