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            Mahler, Symphony No. 3: 
            Birgit Remmert (contralto), National Symphony Orchestra, Iván 
            Fischer, Kennedy Center Concert Hall, Washington DC 17.10 2008 (RRR)
            
            
            
            
            Thursday night, Iván Fischer embarked on his official duties as the 
            principal conductor of the National Symphony Orchestra (for a 
            two-year stint until 
            
            
            Christoph Eschenbach 
            takes over) with a performance of the Mahler Third Symphony. Anyone 
            who had heard 
            
            
            
            his performance last April 
            of the Mahler Second with the NSO would not have been surprised at 
            his interpretive choices – with their respective merits and 
            demerits.
            
            At that time, I described him as the master of pianissimo, and so he 
            remains (in case anyone did not know that the NSO can play like 
            this, they can!) I also said that his perspective was the polar 
            opposite of Bernstein’s hyper-angst tendencies.  Fischer’s Mahler is 
            solidly sane, and that is how he plays the music. This works 
            particularly well in the Third because it is one of Mahler’s 
            symphonies with the least amount of underlying anxiety.
            
            However, as dreamy as the Third may be in places, Pan is supposed to 
            awaken from his dream in the first movement and Fischer captured the 
            somnolence of Pan in a very special way, or what Mahler called 
            “Nature’s inertia.” I am not being sarcastic; I mean it. Others, 
            like Klaus Tennstedt in his LPO recording, caught a minatory and 
            threatening aspect to the music at the beginning of the first 
            movement. Fischer actually shows us someone waking up and slowly 
            throwing off slumber, but, perhaps, too slowly.
            
            Yet, I recalled that Fischer likes to take his time laying in each 
            musical strand with care and attention. He does not rush; he takes a 
            chamber music–like approach to the delicate textures of Mahler’s 
            quieter moments. But Fischer also knows how to build a climax, and 
            he delivered the full punch of the first big climax.
            
            The first movement – with 35 minutes on the broad side – was neither 
            emotionally indulgent, nor was it given to any sense of wild 
            Dionysian abandon.  One gets the sense from Fischer that he is not 
            only conducting the music, but listening to it at the same time. In 
            other, words, he is in it and seeing it from the outside 
            which gives his approach an ‘objective’ character.
            
            Fischer’s approach came into its own in the remaining movements in 
            which objectivity surrendered to beauty. The playing here was 
            gorgeous, the charm of “what the flowers in the meadow tell me” 
            exquisite.  In the middle of the third movement, Mahler called for 
            playing “in the manner of a posthorn,” with a background of soft 
            strings played “as if listening”. The NSO caught this magic to 
            perfection. Special plaudits must go to posthorn player Steven 
            Hendrickson.
            
            Contralto Birgit Remmert, in her NSO debut, gave as moving a 
            performance of the Nietzsche text in the fourth movement as I have 
            ever heard live. There is a kind of smoky richness to her voice that 
            is perfect for this, especially when matched with the expressivity 
            she conveyed. The University of Maryland Concert Choir and the 
            Children’s Choir of Washington were admirable in the fifth 
            movement’s expression of a kind of Christmas joy in the Wunderhorn 
            text.
            
            The strings of the NSO shone throughout, as did the timpani (playing 
            true pianissimo when required) and winds. The brass, aside from a 
            few fluffs, came through in the big moments. 
            
            In sum: Seldom did one feel in the grip of anything inexorable, and 
            one might have wished for a stronger interpretive stance, but so 
            what? One could surrender to the sheer beauty of it. Which, if that 
            is what Fischer wanted, he achieved.
            
            Robert R. Reilly 
