LIVING
WITH
NATALIE
NG, Piano Recital
Living
Room @ The Arts House
Monday (2 December 2013 )
This review was published in The Straits Times on 4 December 2013 with the title "Young pianist unfazed by hyperactive toddler".
There are now many young and well-trained
Singaporean pianists but solo piano recitals are still thin on the ground. So kudos
go to Natalie Ng, a graduate of the Nanyang Academy of Fine Arts and Leeds
University, whose recital of intimate classics was the antithesis of the
exploits of a certain Lang Lang a few nights before.
All of the works were programmed with literary
inspirations in mind, from Milan Kundera, Petrarch, Shakespeare, A.E.Houseman and
local authors like Lee Tzu Pheng and Phan Ming Yen.
Janacek’s The
Virgin of Frydek from On An Overgrown
Path opened with sombre chords, interspersed by lyrical musings accompanied
by mellow tremolos. A surfeit of pedalling and hyper-resonant acoustics ensured
that mistakes could be concealed but textural details were similarly blurred
out, an unfortunate outcome.
In the three Petrarch
Sonnets by Liszt which served as intervening chapters within the recital,
every effort was put into ensuring clarity of the singing line. The
ever-sensitive Ng succeeded even if the florid cadenzas were not always
immaculately articulated.
The longer central work was Beethoven’s Tempest Sonata in D minor (Op.31 No.2),
in which the contrasts between agitation and calm were well conveyed. There
were moments of awkward hand-crossing in the central movement, as well the
finale’s eternal perpetual motion to overcome, but these were not Ng’s greatest
bugbears.
It must have been a trial to concentrate when
there is a hyperactive toddler seated in the front row just a few paces behind
the performer. The constant fidgeting, noise-making and gestures of impatience
were left unchecked by the irresponsible mother. An effort to relieve the offensive
duo from the ordeal of serious music-making however proved unsuccessful.
Undeterred and unruffled by the ruckus, Ng regained
the composure to delicately tease out the delicious harmonies of three short
pieces by John Ireland, Spring Will Not
Wait, A Grecian Lad and The Cherry Tree. In many respects, these
miniatures lovingly gilded prove more rewarding than impetuously banged out
Chopin Ballades.
Ardent applause was rewarded with a wonderful
encore, Saint-Saens’s aria Mon coeur s’ouvre
a ta voix (My Heart Opens To Your
Voice) from Samson And Delilah in
a luxuriant transcription by Frederic Meinders, which for long stretches
highlighted mastery for the left hand alone. That performance was alone worth
the price of entry, which was generously bestowed to the Business Times Budding
Artist Fund.
Photographs by the kind permission of Natalie Ng and The Arts House.
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