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              Schubert: 
              Alban Berg Quartet (Günther 
              Pichler (violin), Gerhard Schultz (violin), Isabel Charisius 
              (viola), Valentin Erban (cello)) with Elisabeth Leonskaja (piano), 
              Alois Posch (double bass) and Heinrich Schiff (cello). Queen 
              Elizabeth Hall, London, 25.6.2008 (BBr) 
              
              
              
              Franz Schubert: 
              
              Piano Quintet in A, The Trout, D667 (1819), String 
              Quintet in C, D956 (1828) 
              
              
              For their very last UK recital, the Alban Berg Quartet invited a 
              few friends into the Queen Elizabeth Hall for some very special 
              music making. Three members of the Alban Berg Quartet have been 
              playing together for 37 years – the original viola player died a 
              few years ago – and their thoughtful and intelligent performances 
              have graced concert halls the world over, but especially in London 
              where they have been Associate Artists of the Southbank Centre for 
              fifteen years. For tonight’s moving farewell to the British public 
              the quartet returned to the music of Vienna.
              
              The Trout Quintet is Schubert in his happiest of moods. No 
              angst here, unlike the music he was to create only a few years 
              later, and all is sunlight and fun. With the lightest of touches 
              the musicians set about making the most of this innocent little 
              piece. The easy lyricism was never overplayed, the music allowed 
              to speak for itself – and there’s lots of good tunes in this work. 
              Underpinned by the strong bass of Alois Posch – I cannot think of 
              another performance where I’ve been so conscious of the bass and 
              felt its contribution to be so essential – and the discreet piano 
              of Elisabeth Leonskaja, the members of the quartet wove their 
              enchantment in an interpretation free from affectation or overt 
              display. All five performers reveled in the music and their 
              obvious enjoyment was communicated to a very appreciative 
              audience.
              
              After the interval the complete Quartet came to the platform, with 
              Heinrich Schiff, to play Schubert’s last, and greatest, chamber 
              work – the Quintet in C. Here was a performance which 
              seemed to transcend time and space, in an interpretation of 
              exquisite beauty and pain. The long first movement – shorn of its 
              exposition repeat, and who wouldn’t have welcomed the chance to 
              commune with these players for another five minutes? – seemed 
              resigned, perhaps not only Schubert was conscious of the end of an 
              era or a life, but this approach suited the music and there was 
              also more than a hint of tragedy about the proceedings.
              
              The glorious slow movement, with the merest hint of a melody from 
              the leader and delicate pizzicato from the 2nd cello, held 
              together by sustained chords from the other three players, was 
              positively transcendental. The storm in the middle wasn’t as big 
              as it sometimes is, but, within this context, it spoke of a 
              longing, a lust for life cut short by circumstance. Then the coda, 
              such simplicity – despite its symphonic proportions, this is 
              simple music – such delicacy, such beauty.
              
              The manic scherzo brought us out of our reverie, and what a 
              sonorous sound the quintet made in the big chords which fill the 
              movement. The finale was a revelation. Ostensibly an uncomplicated 
              Hungarian dance, the players again imbued this music with a sense 
              of desperation, such was their interpretation that I was reminded 
              of the title of Rued Langgaard’s 6th Symphony, 
              
              
              Det himmelrivende, the heaven’s scratching 
              (or, perhaps, scratching at the gates of heaven) for the 
              players seemed to understand not only that Schubert knew his days 
              were numbered but that he was also aware that he had not achieved 
              all that he wanted to achieve, and there lay the crux of the 
              composition. The faster coda proved the point, racing to the end 
              helter skelter and the final, grinding, C’s. This was a 
              performance of revolt, of life cut short, lost genius. In fact, it 
              was a great performance of immense insight and poetry.
              
              The warmth, and length, of the ovation they received showed how 
              much the music making of the Alban Berg Quartet will be missed.
              
              Bob Briggs 
              
              
                                                                                                    
                                    
              
              
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