CONCERTO COMPETITION
GRAND FINALE
Yong Siew Toh
Conservatory Concert Hall
Sunday (18 November 2012 )
This review was published in The Straits Times on 20 November 2012 with the title "Close contest with concertos".
There is one free musical event that invariably
draws hundreds of music-lovers annually to Singapore ’s west coast, and that
is the finals of the Conservatory’s concerto competition. After all, how often
does one get to hear four full-length concertos performed in the span of a
single evening?
The format of this year’s competition was
slightly different, as the winners of each instrumental category compete
against each other for a coveted opportunity to perform with the Singapore
Symphony Orchestra in a forthcoming season. Technique, interpretation and
showmanship all come into play, and the four finalists had these by the buckets-load.
The concert opened with Prokofiev’s Third Piano Concerto from Ge Xiaozhe,
whose digital brilliance united the seemingly paradoxical aspects of the
music’s percussiveness and lyricism. Accurate and incisive, he was spot-on with
the accents and brought out the fantastical and grotesque elements within the
score. Dreamy and contemplative at moments, he upped the ante for the finale’s
relentless march to finish on thrilling high.
Allied to this enterprise was superb student
accompanist Zheng Qingshu who played the orchestra on the second piano with
understated virtuosity and much subtlety. Significantly her contribution was on
the same high level as the conservatory’s professional accompanists who
supported the other soloists.
In Sibelius’s Violin Concerto, Adam Wu coaxed a full and robust tone, which
served the work’s rugged granite-like exterior well, yet at times revealing the
reassuring warmth of its soft-centre. A searing intensity was the constant
thread through its three movements, and later he went for broke in the finale’s
savage dance. So what if some of the intonation flew astray? Risk-taking is
what makes this masterpiece come alive.
The concert hall canon is heavily weighted in
favour of the piano and strings, which meant that the brass concerto offered
would be something unfamiliar. Zhang Yiliang, performing the Trombone Concerto by Ferdinand David (the
violinist-composer who premiered Mendelssohn’s E minor Violin Concerto), gave a confident and persuasive performance that
brought out its heroic and regal character, sandwiching an elegiac funeral
march for contrast. His sound was burnished and secure throughout, winning new
friends to this unlikely rarity.
The evening closed with Shostakovich’s First Cello Concerto, which ran the full
gamut of emotional ups and downs in Wang Zihao’s highly passionate reading. Through
him, the cello pleaded, sang, teased and wept. Where mere notes alone could not
do justice to the catharsis, his involvement in this cryptic music was total,
culminating in the solo cadenza of suffocating hysteria which seemed to capture
the ethos of the Soviet composer’s being.
All the performances captivated this listener in
different ways, and my vote would have gone to Wang’s Shostakovich by a
whisker. That the jury of three professional musicians opted for Ge’s Prokofiev
for the SSO gig seemed almost immaterial. The four young soloists could easily
grace the world’s concert stages in years to come.
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