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            Tchaikovsky, Elgar: 
            Dmitri Alexeev (piano), St.Petersburg 
            Philharmonic/ Yan Pascal Tortelier (conductor)St. David’s Hall, 
            Cardiff, 9.10.2008 (GPu)
            
            Tchaikovsky, Romeo and Juliet Fantasy Overture
            Tchaikovsky, Piano Concerto No.1
            Elgar, Enigma Variations
            
            
            This concert was affected by two significant changes of personnel 
            after its original announcement. As first scheduled the conductor 
            was to be Yuri Temirkanov and the piano soloist Elisso Virsaladze. 
            Unfortunately Maestro Temirkanov was suffering from a serious 
            bronchial infection and Elisso Virsaladze was also indisposed. I 
            mean no disrespect to any of the others involved if I say that I was 
            particularly disappointed by the enforced withdrawal of Elisso 
            Virsaladze; she is a very interesting pianist whom I have never 
            heard live and I was looking forward to the opportunity of putting 
            that right.
            
            Still, there was plenty to enjoy in what was on offer. The 
            opening performance of Tchaikovsky’s Romeo and Juliet overture had 
            perhaps just a little of the routine about it, at least initially – 
            it was orchestral playing of high accomplishment, in a work with 
            which the members of the orchestra must be thoroughly familiar. 
            Maybe, indeed, over-familiarity accounted for a certain lack of 
            sparkle at times. The opening statement of the quasi-liturgical 
            benedictory theme, alluding to Friar Laurence, had an authoritative 
            and decidedly Russian accent, its phrases shaped, one sensed, by an 
            inherited awareness of the music of the Orthodox church (this Friar 
            Laurence was not very noticeably a Catholic priest from Verona). The 
            early statement of the music generally taken to represent the hatred 
            between the Montagues and the Capulets, on the other hand, was 
            slightly disappointing, its rhythms violently accented, certainly, 
            but the effect rather flashy, seeming to draw attention to the 
            brilliance of the playing and the orchestral sound, as it were, 
            rather than to the emotional substance of the music.
            
            Such partial disappointment as one might have felt at this point was 
            soon forgotten in the beauty and the direct emotional intensity with 
            which the familiar love theme was played, full of yearning 
            tenderness. As the three themes came into conflict – for the music 
            enacts the conflict of emotional attitudes and value systems rather 
            than attempting any kind of ‘narrative’ imitation of Shakespeare’s 
            play – the performance carried more and more conviction. Here, as 
            elsewhere, the playing of the brass was immensely authoritative and 
            the strings were heard to very attractive effect in the increasingly 
            radiant presentations of the love theme until it was presented in 
            movingly distorted form, commented on by the menace of the timpani. 
            By the end of the overture mere routine had certainly disappeared 
            and the music had caught fire.
            
            Intensity was certainly maintained in an impressive performance of 
            Tchaikovsky’s First Piano Concerto. Dmitri Alexeev was well able to 
            invest the familiar with an air of freshness and vitality, as was 
            Yan Pascal Tortelier in his direction of the orchestra. I confess 
            that the asymmetrical lopsidedness of this concerto – the hugely 
            excessive length of the first movement in relation to the two that 
            follow – has always troubled me, and usually leaves me feeling 
            unsatisfied by performances of the work. I won’t claim that this 
            performance made me forget such unease, but it came closer to doing 
            so than many that I have heard. The conviction and assurance with 
            which the grand introduction was played and Alexeev’s powerful, but 
            intelligent, pianism (all mere showboating avoided) made for a 
            memorable rendition of the first movement. Though the grand sweep of 
            things was well presented, there was much attention to detail too. 
            In the first cadenza, Alexeev’s deployment of the sustaining pedal 
            was a minor (but real) delight in itself.
            
            In what followed – essentially a sonata-allegro handling of two 
            themes (the first described by Tchaikovsky as a folksong sung by 
            “every blind Ukrainian singer”, the second more gently romantic) – 
            Tortelier’s support of the soloist was exemplary (not, of course, 
            that all the orchestral writing is mere ‘accompaniment’) and Alexeev 
            was compelling and persuasively passionate at the piano, the whole 
            an eloquent piece of epic romanticism, characteristically  
            Tchaikovskian in the hero’s self-consciousness of his own heroism. 
            The second movement’s opening (andantino semplice) is an effective 
            contrast in mood and manner to what has preceded it. The tenderly 
            melodic solo for flute, supported by pizzicato strings, was played 
            very beautifully, and the central section had a pleasantly 
            waltz-like quality. But perhaps this performance didn’t quite 
            discover all the poetry that this music can possess – for all its 
            charm the central prestissimo lacked any real magic. In the final 
            movement, Russian soloist and Russian orchestra (if not Russian 
            conductor!) brought out very persuasively the Russian folk song 
            verve of the early part of the movement and Tchaikovsky’s musical 
            mechanism of tension and release to functioned very convincingly and 
            compellingly. The surging romantic melody which follows – and which 
            is so familiar to most listeners that its beauty can be hard to keep 
            on recognising – was well-shaped and, with its analogies to the 
            opening of the whole work acknowledged, it does something to give a 
            degree of shape to a work whose strongest qualities are not 
            structural.
            
            This was, taken whole, a fine performance, one which went some 
            considerable way, at least, to making one listen again to a 
            work so familiar. Alexeev strikes one as a pianist of real 
            intelligence, never willing to settle for simple display; to say 
            that his use of silence is as effective as his brilliant runs is 
            perhaps another way of saying the same thing. Add to Alexeev an 
            accomplished and experienced conductor such as Tortelier (who has 
            worked quite often with this orchestra in recent years) and a 
            top-class Russian orchestra and, not surprisingly, one has a 
            combination which – on this occasion at least – generated very 
            convincing results in this particular repertoire.
            
            The absence of Yuri Temirkanov meant that we were denied the 
            intriguing prospect of an entirely Russian take on the Enigma 
            Variations. We still had the Russian orchestra but in the excellent 
            Tortelier – conducting baton-less with shrugging shoulders and 
            dancing body – they were being led by a conductor whose ten years 
            with the BBC Philharmonic (let alone his other extensive 
            international experience)  ensured his familiarity with English 
            traditions of Elgarian interpretation. In the largest sense this 
            couldn’t reasonably have been described as an especially ‘Russian’ 
            interpretation of a work so often thought of as quintessentially 
            English.
            
            Yet certain aspects of the playing, certain orchestral traditions, 
            did give it a distinctive quality. The lower strings of the 
            orchestra had a weight and gravity not always to be encountered in 
            English orchestras; the brass section played with a greater 
            fierceness than most of their English equivalents would have brought 
            to some passages; it was perhaps the case that the performance was 
            less rhythmically relaxed than some English readings of the piece. 
            On the whole it was more strikingly persuasive in the more powerful 
            passages, less so in some of the quieter, more reflective 
            variations, where one did miss – though is it only familiarity (a 
            word I find myself using with great frequency in thinking about this 
            concert) that makes one sense it as a loss ? – a distinctively 
            ‘English’ quality. Certainly, heard in this context, some of Elgar’s 
            melodies sounded distinctly Tchaikovskian! Variation 12 (‘BGN’) 
            worked particularly well, the playing of the St. Petersburg cellos 
            especially impressive, both graceful and emotionally direct. 
            Variation 6 (‘Ysobel’) did perhaps make Miss Isabel Fitton sound 
            surprisingly Russian. Essentially, however, this was a performance 
            that was firmly within the parameters of British readings of the 
            work. Well-played and accomplished it offered nothing that was 
            especially revelatory but it attractively rounded off a pleasing 
            concert.
            
            
            
            Glyn Pursglove
            
            
            
            
            
	
	
			
	
	
              
              
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