HAN-NA CHANG & LEILA JOSEFOWICZ / Singapore Symphony Orchestra / Review

HAN-NA CHANG & LEILA JOSEFOWICZ

Singapore Symphony Orchestra

Esplanade Concert Hall

Friday (1 August 2025) 

This review was first published in Bachtrack.com on 4 August 2025 with the title "Han-Na Chang scores with three Viennese "Bs" in Singapore: Beethoven, Berg and Brahms".

There was a distinctly Viennese theme in Singapore Symphony Orchestra’s concert led by Korean cellist-turned-conductor Han-Na Chang, which traversed the two Viennese Schools with Brahms as an interregnum. Opening the evening was Beethoven’s Egmont Overture, with the first bars taken at such a deliberate pace, as if to emphasise the extreme gravity of the chords. The brass held together very well, ushering in an Allegro where lushness of the strings matched the music intensity as Goethe’s eponymous hero blazed his way to a heroic sacrifice.

This listener craved Anton Webern’s Passacaglia Op.1 or his orchestration of J.S.Bach’s Ricercare from A Musical Offering to have preceded Alban Berg’s Violin Concerto. That would have lent a touch of symmetry besides being too much of a good thing. Despite displaying the Romantic “friendly face” of the Second Viennese School, Berg’s atonal masterpiece is still a tough nut to crack. Composed in 1935, his final completed work was moved by the premature death of Manon Gropius, the free-spirited 18-year-old daughter of Alma Mahler and Walter Gropius.

Photo: Chris P.Lim

Dedicated “To the Memory of an Angel”, Manon’s seemingly carefree innocence and tragic loss was channeled through Canadian violinist Leila Josefowicz, whose clear and incisive tones seared through thickets of dissonance. Possessing a singular vision that led from its gentle swaying opening and moments of whimsy (in a Ländler dance), through tragedy and violent upheaval to ultimate solace, this was her guiding one through a musical equivalent of Elisabeth Kübler-Ross’ five stages of grief. Here was a reading that gripped one’s attention from the outset and never let off for a moment.

The orchestra was sensitive throughout, luxuriating in the lush scoring and only letting loose for the tumultuous climaxes. The tone row whose final four notes coalesce into J.S.Bach’s Es ist genug (It is enough), the chorale from Cantata No.60, with solo violin and woodwinds in an intimate exchange, provided the work’s most sublime minutes. The music does not end, but as the original words Ich fahr ins Himmelhaus go, ascended into heaven. Berg himself would not live to see its premiere, dying of sepsis from an insect bite by year’s end. Bach would reappear in the form of Josefowicz’s solo encore, the Largo from his Sonata No.3 (BWV.1005).

Brahms’ Fourth Symphony completed the all-Viennese programme. As an influence on the Second Viennese School, even the first movement’s theme (B-G-E-C-A-F#-D#-B et cetera) resembled a tone row but not quite. As a link with the past, it looked back to the Gigue from Bach’s keyboard Partita No.6 (E-F#-D#-C-A-B-G#-F), as chromatic as the baroque could ever get. From SSO and Chang, who conducted from memory, the performance was a slow boil, especially in the first two movements. From the moderate pace taken in the opening Allegro non troppo and the slow movement’s Andante moderato, one would not have guessed how the reading would organically build up to shattering emotional highs. This was the surprise that distinguished a clear-headed and cogent performance.

Photo: Chris P.Lim

The brakes then came off for the Scherzo’s Allegro giocoso, with the ringing triangle providing a spine-tingling edge to the proceedings. The finale’s Passacaglia, clearly Brahms’ fond tribute to tradition while looking ahead to the future, had an inexorable feel about it. The tempo was brisker, with an urgency infused through its 30 short variations. Commentators have described this movement as a tragedy, but this performance had the triumph of mastery of form written all over it.

Star Rating: ****

The original review may be viewed on Bachtrack.com:

Han-Na Chang scores with three Viennese “Bs” in Singapore | Bachtrack

THE ART OF AUTOGRAPHS (Part 1)

This article was first published in the 

July 2008 issue of BraviSSimO!,

the newsletter of the Singapore Symphony Orchestra.

Autograph sessions with visiting soloists and artists are now a norm at SSO concerts. Why do concertgoers take the trouble of waiting in line? What exactly are the musicians’ scribbles on paper worth? Which artists give the best autographs?

Mischa Maisky's autograph 

is as big as his cello sound.

“Touched” by greatness

Ever yearned for an autograph from David Beckham, Robert de Niro, Tiger Woods or Minister Mentor Lee Kuan Yew? Yes, the thought can be quite a tantalising one, especially when the subject concerned is a celebrity. Owning a “part” of someone famous – even something infinitesimally insignificant – can be seen as one way we ordinary mortals aspire to “rub shoulders” with greatness.

Now that sounds preposterous, but that’s how the world works. Why else did we get Lisztomania, Beatlemania or Wrestlemania? 19th century ladies swooning before divine artistry, screaming groupies falling for the Fab Four, and rabid fans baying for Vince McMahon’s blood represent one end on the spectrum of idol worship. Autograph collecting is merely a more dignified way of expressing admiration and sometimes adulation.

Leila does everything in one stroke

SSO’s collaborations with international artists bring many of classical music’s luminaries to Singapore, within reach of fans. Prior to these well-organised queues, minded by Esplanade’s people-in-black and sometimes the police, autograph collecting meant waiting outside musty stage doors, dressing chambers and green rooms. The assembly-line efficiency of today has also replaced the more friendly banter that takes place between artist and audience member. “Thank you for the music” or “we loved your Beethoven” is always music to the ears of performers, and the autograph - an imprint of an icon – is a just reward for the appreciation shown.

Evelyn Glennie has visited 

Singapore many times,

hence many opportunities 

for autographs.

Of sentimental value

How much is an autograph worth? Some years ago, I noticed at the New York Philharmonic’s gift shop a CD autographed by Kurt Masur selling at USD 20. The un-autographed copy went for USD 16. So is the great German maestro’s signing worth only four dollars? In actual fact, such autographs are probably worth much less than that. However, the memories that come with getting the autograph are priceless; the setting, the circumstances and the short words exchanged – all these have some personal sentimental value, even if it means nothing to everybody else. This is why one should always try to get an autograph personally, rather than by proxy.

In 1994, the great Russian pianist Shura Cherkassky (above) autographed for me a book about pianists, on the page which bore a photograph of himself and fellow students with their teacher Josef Hofmann. He took a pause while scrutinising that pic and then sighed, “They’re all dead now. I’m the only one left.” One year later, he was to be united with the class. The Hungarian György Sandor – with his larger-than-life autograph that got smaller as the years went by – shared with me how as a young pianist, he was approached to give the world premiere of Bartok’s Third Piano Concerto. Another Hungarian, Bela Siki – who prints his name very simply and modestly – recounted how electric fans installed on the stage of a 1960s Victoria Memorial Hall kept flying insects from interfering with his performance of Liszt’s Sonata in B minor!

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