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SEEN AND HEARD CONCERT REVIEW
  
  Brahms and Shostakovich: 
  Piotr 
  Anderszewski (piano), Philharmonia Orchestra, Gustavo Dudamel. Royal Festival 
  Hall, London, 5.6.2008 (BBr)
  
  
  Johannes Brahms: 
  Piano 
  Concerto No.1 in D minor, op.15 (1859) 
  
  Dmitri 
  Shostakovich: 
  Symphony No.5 in D minor, op.47 (1937)
  
  
  From the very first moment,  it was obvious that this performance of the 
  Brahms Concerto was going to be in the large scale, heroic, mould. 
  Fantastic! Dudamel drew full bodied playing from the orchestra in the opening 
  tutti and they made a wonderful sound, filling the hall and creating a superb 
  background for the soloist. On his first entry, Anderszewski simply slipped 
  into the texture and was instantly commanding. His was a well thought out and 
  intelligent interpretation; his simple playing of the second theme was 
  straightforward and magical but he had power enough and tension to terrify us 
  when the recapitulation crashes in with the piano in the wrong key (what a 
  coup for old Brahms!) The slow movement, with its feeling of things 
  ecclesiastical, was beautiful, Dudamel created the most gorgeous prelude,and 
  apart from two small climaxes, this music seemed to be privately made for me 
  by Anderszewski, so rapt and intent was his playing. The gypsy rondo finale 
  has always felt like a stumbling block to me and although this performance 
  didn’t entirely dispel my worries (poor Brahms – he writes two magnificent 
  movements how can he possibly follow them?) it went a long way to convincing 
  me that perhaps he was on the right lines after all. This performance was full 
  of fun and jokes and there was a lightness about it. A great performance, also 
  full of fire and passion. To bring us back to earth, the next time 
  Anderszewski sat at the keyboard it was to give us some Bach – as pure, 
  perfect and refreshing as a glass of water.
  
  Now. Let’s discuss proportions. One of the things we musicians live by is the 
  written note. We rely on the composer to give us the tools and we’ll do what 
  we can to realize the music for our audience. In the first movement of the 
  Shostakovich Symphony the composer gives us a slow opening section with 
  a magisterial introduction then a theme which he immediately develops. This is 
  balanced by a second theme, more delicate and long breathed. It is repeated 
  and also undergoes some development. These two sections balance one another 
  perfectly. Shostakovich then starts to screw up the tension and the tempo 
  increases until he unleashes a wild march. A climax is reached which 
  culminates in a unison recitative for full orchestra and includes a recap of 
  the introduction. A restrained restatement of the second theme and a coda 
  bring the movement to a peaceful close. All five sections are created to be in 
  proportion to one another so that the  work creates a satisfying whole.
  
  I think it’s obvious that Shostakovich knew what he was doing, so why did 
  Maestro Dudamel, after creating a wonderful atmosphere with the first two 
  sections race through the next two at such breakneck speed?  All sense of 
  proportion was lost and we were left with little more than a cheap thrill 
  before the lovely recap of the second theme and coda.  The second 
  movement was gloriously comic and the slow movement incandescent. Then we 
  arrived at the finale. What Shostakovich gives us is a fast movement where, 
  over the course of the first part he builds eight (I am writing from memory 
  here) increases of tempo so that by the climax,  the music is teetering 
  on the edge of madness. Maestro Dudamel ignored these increases, arrived at 
  the fastest tempo almost immediately and proceeded to get faster. The 
  orchestra responded with splendid virtuosity, but the climax was almost 
  mangled at this speed. The coda, which Shostakovich likened to a man banging 
  his head against a wall, was very well handled, with that feeling to the fore.
  
  Why Maestro Dudamel chose to interpret this work the way he did, contrary to 
  the score, is a mystery to me. His performance was wild, insane, out of 
  control, banal, vulgar, glorious, intense, funny, deeply felt, exciting and I 
  loved every minute of it – but I never want to hear Shostakovich’s 5th 
  Symphony like this again!
  
  Bob Briggs 
  
  
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