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                           Rodion Schtschedrin,
                           Szymanowski,
                           Beethoven: 
                           Bavarian Radio Symphony Orchestra / Mariss Jansons 
                           (conductor), Philharmonic Hall, Gasteig, Munich  
                           19.12.2008 (JFL)
                           
                           
                           
                           Szymanowski: 
                           Symphony no.3 
                           
                           “Song of the Night“
                           
                           
                           Schtschedrin: 
                           
                           “Beethoven’s Heiligenstadt Testament – Symphonic 
                           Fragment for Orchestra” (World Premiere performance)
                           
                           
                           Beethoven: 
                           
                           Symphony no.3
                           
                           
                           Karol Szymanowski is undoubtedly Poland’s most 
                           important composer (if we assign Chopin to the 
                           French, for the moment) and while he doesn’t exactly 
                           suffer from neglect, his work is not heard as often 
                           in the concert hall as its quality and allure would 
                           merit – nay: demand. All the more cherished was the 
                           performance of his Third Symphony by the Bavarian 
                           Radio Symphony Orchestra under Mariss Jansons on the 
                           18th and 19th of this month. The three movement 
                           Symphony for large orchestra, wordless chorus, and 
                           tenor titled “Song of the Night” isn’t just related 
                           by name to Mahler: It is set to poetry of ‘exotic’ 
                           origin (chinoiserie in Mahler’s Song of the Earth, 
                           oriental with Szymanowski’s setting of a Rumi poem), 
                           it also sounds a bit like the inner movements of 
                           Mahler’s Seventh Symphony extrapolated and expanded. 
                           With a good helping of Debussyesque orchestral 
                           painting.
                           
                           Amid its towering, ecstatic climaxes, Szymanowski 
                           must have put enough echt-Persian flavor to make 
                           K.S.Sorabji, the composer/pianist of Iranian descent, 
                           exclaim that Szymanowski “is no European in oriental 
                           fancy-dress – but one whose clairvoyance, sympathy, 
                           and spiritual kinship created a musical language that 
                           we instinctively recognize as the essence of Persian 
                           art.” With musical voluptuousness and an unusually 
                           full, generous sound, Jansons, the BRSO, the Bavarian 
                           Radio Choir, and Rafał Bartmiński delivered a highly 
                           engaged and engaging performance.
                           
                           Then came a world premiere in form of Rodion 
                           Schtschedrin’s “Beethoven’s Heiligenstadt Testament – 
                           Symphonic Fragment for Orchestra”, another BRSO 
                           commission to go along with a Beethoven Symphony, in 
                           this case the “Eroica”. Schtschedrin (*1932), who is 
                           disarmingly realistic about audiences and their 
                           relation to classical modernity (“presenting a modern 
                           composition after intermission can have grave 
                           consequences…”), managed to strike just the right 
                           tone. Scored for an ‘Eroica-orchestra’ with 
                           additional trombones and a piccolo flute (“borrowed 
                           from Beethoven’s Fifth Symphony”), it opens with the 
                           strings and trumpets vigorously trading a five note 
                           theme, leads to long legato lines in the violins via 
                           mechanical tutti chords that push the musical 
                           machinations onward. A tranquil yet busy, repetitive 
                           melody finds its end up in an orchestral climax. 
                           After a Generalpause flutes and a gentle horn rise 
                           from a pedal point of subdued strings that make 
                           palpable why Schtschedrin’s ‘motto’ for this 
                           ever-tonal work is “Through Darkness to Light”. It’s 
                           a work much more difficult to explain than listen to. 
                           Fortunately, Schtschedrin offers a way out here, too. 
                           When asked to explain his own work, notes that “one 
                           can’t really speak about music. One must hear it.” 
                           The audience listened – and for a sub-capacity crowd 
                           of subscription holders the applause was very 
                           generous, enthusiastic, and prolonged.
                           
                           Beethoven, finally, and what a treat this was! Tight 
                           and energetic without exaggeration, attacking notes 
                           early, choosing brisk (but not fast) tempos (~17, 14 
                           ½, 5:45, and less than 12 minutes for the four 
                           movements respectively, including exposition repeat), 
                           Jansons achieved a full, but not romantically sated 
                           sound: Not that hovering big-band largess or 
                           ‘varnished oak’ feel that the best of modern romantic 
                           interpreters achieve (Thielemann,
                           
                           
                           
                           Barenboim), but not the lean, 
                           almost petulant excitement (or extremes, if you wish) 
                           that Osmo Vänskä or Paavo Järvi offer in their superb 
                           recent recordings. But for such avoiding of extremes, 
                           this wasn’t a bland performance in the least. Little 
                           touches, like the pianissimo figures of the first 
                           violins just after the repeat (b.154 – 160) that were 
                           made to sound like they came from far, far away, 
                           contributed to the greater picture of one long, 
                           unbroken line spanning the symphony from beginning to 
                           end.
                           
                           Add to that the excellence from the BRSO’s players – 
                           individually and as a whole – that makes them one of 
                           the best orchestras in Europe, even if they are not 
                           always the most exciting one. Henrik Wiese (flute), 
                           native Bloomingtonian Eric Terwilliger (together with 
                           Ursula Kepser and Norbert Dausacker – horns), the 
                           oboists, clarinetists, and the timpanist all earned 
                           the highest possible accolades. The horn section may 
                           not have made a single flub or played a single 
                           unlovely note all evening, playing in perfect unison 
                           and with the most beautiful imaginable tone. The 
                           third movement’s combination of Haydenesque lightness 
                           and raw power – unleashed as if the music was a force 
                           of nature – was already a dream. And the pulsating, 
                           yet stately fourth movement offered more of the same 
                           plus energetic gravity, defying the inherent 
                           contradiction of those terms. The whole evening was 
                           one of those nights that remind us why we still go to 
                           concerts and why our expectations are rightly so high 
                           when we do. The 
                           
                           
                           Bruckner-dud from Thanksgiving was 
                           thus more than redeemed.
                           
                           
                           
                           Jens F Laurson
