Brahms, 
                        Sibelius : 
                         
                        Nicholas Angelich (piano), London Philharmonic 
                        Orchestra / Kazushi Ono (conductor), St. David’s Hall, 
                         Cardiff, 
                        24.02.07 (GPu)
                         
Brahms, 
Piano Concerto No.2
Sibelius, Symphony No.2
 
                       The 
                        audience in  
                        Cardiff was sparser than usual for this attractive concert 
                        – perhaps because of the rival attraction of the  
                        France 
                        versus Wales Rugby International on television. Those 
                        of us who set the video for the rugby and came to St. 
                        David’s Hall were treated to a concert of two halves (as 
                        they say in the sporting world).
                        
                        The 
                        first half performance of Brahms’ second piano concerto 
                        was music-making of high (very high) competence and professional 
                        experience, but it somehow never quite took wing. The 
                        excellent Kazushi Ono had taken over as conductor, at 
                        fairly short notice, from an indisposed Emmanuel Krivine 
                        – perhaps this was a contributory factor? The Concerto 
                        is a difficult work to bring fully to convincing life. 
                        It is a work on a very large scale – four longish movements 
                        occupying some fifty minutes, but many of its best moments 
                        come in passages of small-scale intimacy. Though in many 
                        respects the work belongs in the high romantic tradition 
                        of the piano concerto there is little or no sense of contest 
                        between soloist and orchestra; here is no hero (soloist) 
                        raging against the constraints of the world (orchestra). 
                        Though there are times of darkness and passion in the 
                        writing, the dominant air is of something closer to serenity. 
                        That serenity sometimes came dangerously close to mere 
                        comfortableness, or even complacency, in this performance.
                        
                        The 
                        opening bars of the initial allegro worked their familiar 
                        magic, the call of the horn summoning the pianist into 
                        a meditative statement of considerable beauty. And, after 
                        a lovely account of this opening, the first movement as 
                        a whole had a satisfying dignity, Nicholas Angelich playing 
                        with both gentleness and aptly restrained power. The piano 
                        writing, especially in this first movement, is technically 
                        demanding and Angelich answered all the demands with relative 
                        ease.
                        
                        The second movement, allegro appassionato, was perhaps 
                        under characterised, however. Things were somewhat underpowered 
                        in terms of emotional energy and intensity – the movement 
                        surely should be fuller of nervous energy, of pathos in 
                        its second subject, of volatility throughout, than it 
                        was on this occasion. The chamber-like music of the third 
                        movement andante was, though beautifully played, not well 
                        served by the relative lack of emotional storms in what 
                        had preceded it. The peace and serenity of this andante 
                        seemed, as a result, less obviously earned, perhaps merely 
                        a self-indulgence in the pleasant. The cello work of Timothy 
                        Walden was exquisitely lyrical and Angelich was at his 
                        best in this movement, playing with real innerness and 
                        tenderness.
                        
                        Both soloist and orchestral forces created a sense of 
                        stillness without any actual loss of momentum, and the 
                        effect was strikingly beautiful. The allegretto grazioso 
                        of the finale has a more thoroughly relaxed geniality 
                        than anything else in the work, but here, again, relaxation 
                        came dangerously close to blandness. Rhythms were not 
                        always as close to those of the dance – whether in the 
                        ballroom or by the (stylised) gipsy camp-fire – as they 
                        might have been; the whole way of proceeding, though it 
                        would be unfair to call it ponderous, was certainly less 
                        sophisticatedly playful than great performances of this 
                        concerto’s finale are. A mixed bag, then; some fine things, 
                        some slightly disappointing things, making up a performance 
                        which, while one was pleased to have heard it, fell some 
                        way short of the possibilities offered by this remarkable 
                        concerto.
                        
                        After 
                        half time, there was certainly no shortage of intensity 
                        or energy in a dynamic performance of Sibelius’ Second 
                        Symphony. Written in 1901, when Sibelius was 36, and premiered 
                        in March of the following year, the work has often been 
                        interpreted as a work of nationalist affirmation and it 
                        isn’t hard to see why, even if the symphony certainly 
                        doesn’t need such an extra-musical justification or endorsement. 
                        Before becoming over-influenced by the work’s undeniable 
                        connections – like all of Sibelius’s music – with matters 
                        Finnish – we do well to remember that a good deal of this 
                        symphony was first sketched in Italy. Certainly there 
                        is something of Italian warmth and light in the first 
                        movement, far more ‘Mediterranean’ 
                        in feel than one’s presuppositions might lead one to expect 
                        from Sibelius. And that was very much the sense conveyed 
                        in the fine account of the opening allegretto given by 
                        the LPO and Ono. It is a beautifully made movement, in 
                        which almost everything ultimately derives from the string 
                        figure which begins it, a logic well clarified in this 
                        performance but not at the cost of expressiveness and 
                        lightness of spirit.
                        
                        The second movement, in contrast, with its pizzicato introduction, 
                        first in the double basses and then in the cellos, was 
                        both dramatic and ominous, a compelling, dark-toned utterance 
                        both tense and sombre, with moments of real savagery. 
                        The woodwind and brass sections of the LPO were particularly 
                        impressive here. The third movement, for all its echoes 
                        of the symphony’s opening motif also looks forward, its 
                        breathless pace – handled superbly by Ono and the orchestra 
                        – building up with insistent drive an irresistible momentum 
                        which leads to the closing blaze of triumph. Ono’s control 
                        of dynamics seemed everywhere sure and purposeful and 
                        did much to articulate the proper inevitability – both 
                        logical and emotional – of the climax. This was a performance 
                        admirable for its sustained sense of the large sweep and 
                        design of the symphony – beginning in pastoral mode and 
                        concluding in a manner far more epic.
                        
                        The 
                        interpretation of Sibelius’ Second Symphony had a continuous 
                        radiance and absoluteness of conviction only intermittently 
                        achieved in the Brahms’ concerto. But the whole made for 
                        a very worthwhile evening – finally more successful than 
                        the Welsh were in  Paris.
 
                       
                        
                        Glyn Pursglove