PROM 19: Tchaikovsky, Shostakovich, Prokofiev Sergey Khachatryan 
                    (violin); BBC Philharmonic/Vassily 
                    Sinaisky, Royal Albert Hall, 29 July, 2005 (CC)
                   
                   
                  Vassily Sinaisky's recordings for 
                    Chandos have shown him to be unfailingly 
                    musical and hugely inquisitive towards repertoire. Both sides 
                    were in evidence in this 19th Prom of the present season.
                   
                  The choice of three orchestral numbers from Tchaikovsky's 
                    incidental music to Ostrovsky's 
                    play The  Snow Maiden, Op. 12 (1873) meant that the 
                    concert began with a Prom premiere. The play's story is a 
                    sweet one – Snegurochka (the snow maiden of the title) is the daughter 
                    of Spring and Frost. Her frozen heart means that she 'freezes 
                    out' mortals until, of course, she falls in love. Sinaisky 
                    led an affectionate performance of some little-known music 
                    that deserves further currency (to experience this on disc, 
                    go to Järvi on Chandos CHAN9324). Sinaisky's great 
                    dynamic awareness paid huge dividends in the delicate Introduction, 
                    the tender strings memorably invoking the character of Spring. 
                    A tapestry of muted strings introduced Tchaikovsky's characteristic 
                    descending minor scale into the 'Melodrama' – alas the ppp 
                    seemed almost too much for the first violins, the occasional 
                    shaky bow being aurally evident. The festive and bubbly 'Dance 
                    of the Tumblers', with its attractive rhythmic play, brought 
                    these fascinating snippets to a close.
                   
                  Shostakovich' First Violin Concerto was on the programme of the very first Prom I ever attended in person. 
                    Dmitri Sitkovetsky was the soloist 
                    then (1986). This time it was Sergey Khachatryan's 
                    turn, a young Winderkind who effectively made mincemeat of Shostakovich's 
                    demands. Khachatryan's tone is warm 
                    yet has a slight edge that was perfect for the extended lines 
                    of the Nocturne first movement. The thought did occur to me 
                    that his tone might not be projecting to the very furthest 
                    reaches of the Albert Hall, but he is clearly a player who 
                    thrives on risks.
                   
                  Sinaisky paces this Moderato extremely well. He is an excellent 
                    accompanist who, through long experience of this composer's 
                    music, knows well how to underwrite the ominous tread of Shostakovich's 
                    score. Khachatryan lacked that extra bit of bite for the daemonic 
                    Scherzo. It was easy to be impressed by his natural virtuosity, 
                    but he was rather put in the shade by the woodwind's grotesque 
                    dance, surely the very incarnation of Shostakovich's generating 
                    thought.
                   
                  The BBC Philharmonic's lower strings lack the requisite 
                    depth for the opening of the mighty Passacaglia. Here roles 
                    were reversed. It was Khachatryan 
                    that put the orchestra into the shade, his solo line emerging 
                    as conciliatory in nature. Sinaisky's long-range hearing was sound, though, resulting 
                    in the extended Cadenza emerging organically from the structure. 
                    Khachatryan clearly enjoyed the chance to demonstrate, not 
                    only his virtuosity, but also his early maturity, for this 
                    was no run-through. His interruptive accents were like stabs, 
                    his stopping truly expressive. The spiky Burlesque finale 
                    was full of energy.
                   
                  Prokofiev's Fifth Symphony is no easy ride. It ideally 
                    needs an orchestra with more heft than the BBC Philharmonic 
                    (including the lower strings at the start). Yet there was 
                    much to admire in the first movement, with wind appearing 
                    as a breath of fresh air as the musical argument becomes more 
                    animated. If high strings could be rather scrawny, the strength 
                    of Sinaisky's vision carried the 
                    first movement's argument through convincingly. One thing 
                    is for certain, though: This is not mobile phone territory.
                   
                  A balletic second movement 
                    impressed chiefly because Sinaisky 
                    ensured there was plenty of internal life – accompaniments 
                    bubbled along. There was a slightly under the surface violence 
                    that threatened at times to erupt. The balancing of instruments 
                    in the third movement was wonderful, as were the bare emotions 
                    exposed at the climax. All the more of a pity that the finale 
                    was low-voltage, despite the evident enjoyment of all concerned 
                    in the more slapstick moments.
                   
                   
                  Colin Clarke