MESSIAEN TURANGALILA
Singapore Symphony Orchestra
Esplanade Concert Hall
Saturday (1 April 2017)
This review was published in The Straits Times on 3 April 2017 with the title "Exploring yin and yang".
There
are some works of music that get heard here maybe once in a lifetime. Britten's
War Requiem, Walton's Belshazzar's Feast and MacMillan's Seven
Last Words come to mind. Rare as it may seem, Olivier Messiaen's massive Turangalila-Symphony
featured on a Singapore Symphony Orchestra programme for only the second time.
Followers
of the orchestra will remember the pair of performances conducted by Choo Hoey
at Victoria Concert Hall in 1994. How those even got off the ground considering
the orchestra's relative youth and that venue's small stage was a marvel. No
such problems arose in Esplanade this time, with over a hundred musicians
(including 10 percussionists) led by Shui Lan fitting comfortably onstage, and
the vast auditorium to absorb its outsized sonic demands.
Comprising
ten movements and playing for 75 minutes, Turangalila (composed in
1946-48) is an anomaly never to be repeated without the charge of plagiarism.
Its title comes from Sanskrit words connoting rapid movement and life force.
This was the French composer's grand conception of universal love, encompassing
sacred, profane and carnal varieties. Often considered his most vulgar work, it
is also his most popular.
These
contradictions are reflected in its major themes, the monstrous and terrifying
“Statue theme” brayed by the brass, contrasted by a soft and slender “Flower
theme” heard on two clarinets. Recurring and balancing opposites, these
represented masculine and feminine, essentially the work's yin and yang.
The
same may refer to the soloists, pianist Andreas Haefliger's stentorian chords,
lancinating trills and intoxicated cadenzas as opposed to Cynthia Millar's
freewheeling on the Ondes Martenot. The latter is an electronic
instrument, precursor of the synthesiser, producing tones from bass rumbles to
high-pitched whistling, whining and glissandi in between. Both were excellent,
and excellently supported by the orchestra.
The
imposing opening was dominated by the “Statue theme”, its almighty strides
conjuring a sense of dread which the “Flower theme” did little to dispel.
Despite loud and deafening pages, there were also isolated oases of calm and
reflection, often created by a few instruments. The deft use of percussion and
unlikely combos (such as bassoon with piccolo) evoked Eastern mysticism,
reflecting Messiaen's ecumenical spiritual worldview.
The
5th and 6th movements were the heart and contrasted
centrepieces of the work. The unfettered outburts of frenzied sexual ecstasy in
Joy Of The Blood Of Stars (almost a Karma Sutra set to music)
could only be followed by the detumescence and quiet bliss of Garden Of
Love's Sleep, where the indolent “Love theme” is introduced. At its serene
end, one was left with a lingering echo of the Onde Martenot's last
note.
By
the 8th movement, the mighty “Statue theme” had been vanquished,
toppling into an abyss according to Haefliger's preamble. Replacing it in the
joyous finale was a glorious preroration of the “Love theme”, hammered out by
the entire orchestra. In the arduous journey of life, the greatest of all is
love. Judging by the rapturous applause after the overwrought and terrific
performance, Messiaen's message had been well received.
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