Mark Minkowski’s set of Haydn’s London Symphonies 
                  was remarkable for a distinctive, unique take on a set of well-loved, 
                  well-respected masterpieces. This set brings him and his orchestra 
                  back to the Vienna Konzerthaus for another journey of exploration 
                  in the canon of Viennese symphonies. The results are every bit 
                  as exciting. 
                    
                  Les Musiciens du Louvre Grenoble are one of the most interesting 
                  “authentic” bands playing today. Working with Minkowski, 
                  they create a sound-world for Schubert that is utterly distinctive 
                  and really rather special. They use period instruments, but 
                  avoid the slightly harsh, sometimes abrasive sound that can 
                  sometimes mar performances from the likes of Roy Goodman and 
                  the Hanover Band. Minkowski’s performances feel revelatory 
                  and exploratory rather than confrontational or intentionally 
                  iconoclastic. The first thing you notice is the playing of the 
                  winds: perky, distinctive, even a little cheeky in the early 
                  symphonies - especially the two D major works - with a slightly 
                  sour twang that gives them bags of character while still being 
                  enormously pleasing to the ear. Listen to the moment when the 
                  introduction to No. 3 veers away from the home key of D: the 
                  wind playing that accompanies that episode is inquisitive and 
                  probing, even ghostly at times. I found it magical and for me 
                  it worked completely. They are capable of comedy too, resembling 
                  the wheeze of a hurdy-gurdy in the trio of No. 3’s Menuet. 
                  The strings, meanwhile, have that slight rough edge to them 
                  that singles them out as interesting without once approaching 
                  ugliness. Instead they have a sharpness that penetrates the 
                  score and make the line stick out all the more. This is heard 
                  to best effect in the first two movements of No. 4. The main 
                  theme of the Allegro is vigorous and exciting, the gut sound 
                  giving the minor key an extra edge of dramatic excitement. In 
                  the succeeding Andante, however, the string sound is transformed 
                  into something restful and beautiful, with almost an air of 
                  benediction. 
                    
                  The whole approach works because it’s all of a piece with 
                  the way Minkowski brings these works to life. He strips off 
                  the patina that can accrue over these works and replaces it 
                  with a forensic exploration of the music that, for me at any 
                  rate, made it feel as though I was exploring these works for 
                  the very first time. It also serves as a reminder of just how 
                  fresh and exciting these works are, the earliest symphonic explorations 
                  of a prodigious genius showing just what he could do. No. 5, 
                  for example, comes across as a much more mature work than it 
                  is normally given credit for. The first movement is sunny and 
                  carefree but still vigorous and determined. The Andante, proceeding 
                  with a fair spring to its step, is profound and beautiful, while 
                  the Menuet is by turns stern and playful while always remaining 
                  vigorous. The finale scampers with the playfulness of a kitten. 
                  
                    
                  Minkowski’s direction is as fresh and exciting as is the 
                  playing of his musicians. The slow movement of No. 3, for example, 
                  proceeds with minimum bustle but a huge amount of Haydnesque 
                  wit, the violins seeming to engage in a question-and-answer 
                  session. It’s almost a game, with the rest of the orchestra, 
                  and answered with a clarinet that simply oozes character. He 
                  doesn’t lack any wit or exuberance in the early symphonies. 
                  The finale of No. 3 whizzes like a Catherine Wheel, while in 
                  that symphony’s Menuet he relishes the comedy of the off-centre 
                  downbeat. There is drama and intensity too, however, even in 
                  the most youthful works: the minor key episode in No. 1’s 
                  Andante is intense and poetic; you have to keep reminding yourself 
                  that this is the work of a “mere” sixteen year-old! 
                  Likewise, the first movement of No.2 is a skittering, effervescent 
                  delight, exuberant and playful with a majestic conclusion. Only 
                  No. 6 feels a little routine, despite the delicacy of the grace 
                  notes in the first movement, with a workmanlike slow movement 
                  and slightly unexciting finale. 
                    
                  Minkowski’s interpretations deepen and broaden as he approaches 
                  the two great last symphonies. The variety of texture in the 
                  Unfinished is marvellous. Here, again, it is the string 
                  tone that takes centre-stage, its hard edge lending the drama 
                  an edge of severity, even of savagery that can really take the 
                  listener aback. The beginning of the development feels like 
                  a descent into the dark, and the first movement's coda is extremely 
                  powerful. The strings then pour down Elysian light for the main 
                  theme of the Andante, and the communion between strings and 
                  winds makes for a sound of exceptional beauty and intelligence. 
                  The first appearance of the second theme on the winds, for example, 
                  emerges gently floated against a hovering bed of string sound 
                  that is completely bewitching. It makes its ensuing savage disruption 
                  all the more disturbing. Minkowski shapes the pair of movements 
                  like panels of a complementary diptych, as if reflected in one 
                  another. He produces a satisfyingly rounded whole, and there 
                  is a sense of attainment and resignation in his reading of the 
                  final bars. 
                    
                  The whole set is crowned by a sensational reading of the “Great” 
                  C major, one of the finest I’ve heard. In the context 
                  of the overall set, the sound for this symphony is surprisingly 
                  big, notably more muscular than most of the rest of the set: 
                  the horns that open the work came as a genuine surprise to me 
                  in the light of what had gone before. Having a bigger orchestra 
                  helps, but Minkowski’s skill is to keep them agile and 
                  lithe in the pointing of every phrase: listen, for example, 
                  to the way he launches the first movement’s exposition 
                  repeat with what feels like a sly wink. The increased instrumentation 
                  is allowed to do its job, though, and the trombones add an extra 
                  blaze of glory to the coda. The Andante con moto proceeds 
                  with seriousness and a touch of humour, with even a slightly 
                  insolent tone to the way the oboe presents the main theme, and 
                  the tutti passages are clipped and exciting. The Scherzo 
                  is like a unison swagger, and the finale veritably bristles 
                  with energy and, importantly, a sense of movement and direction. 
                  The unison chords of the coda sound like the footsteps of a 
                  giant, Schubert taking orchestral music to new territory and 
                  succeeding triumphantly. The period instruments add an extra 
                  touch of sauce to the sound, making this essential listening. 
                  
                    
                  In fact, I’m tempted to say the same thing about the whole 
                  set. Minkowski has re-thought these works and presented each 
                  one with thoughtfulness and integrity. His players share his 
                  love of them and, in their hands, listening to these works is 
                  like undertaking a journey of discovery along with the musicians 
                  themselves. In this way, the most pertinent comparison is with 
                  Minkowski’s 2009 performances of Haydn’s London 
                  Symphonies, also with Les Musiciens du Louvre, also recorded 
                  live in the Vienna Konzerthaus. His approach to Haydn is as 
                  archaeological as it is to Schubert: each symphony feels as 
                  though it has been rediscovered, almost newly created. The special 
                  texture of Les Musiciens du Louvre really brought the Haydn 
                  symphonies alive in the same way as they do with Schubert. The 
                  last three symphonies, in particular, with their especially 
                  prominent roles for natural trumpets and drums, explode out 
                  of the speakers with freshness and verve. In fact, Minkowski’s 
                  greatest performance of that set, for me, is No. 102 in B flat. 
                  He brings that work alive in the same way that he does with 
                  Schubert’s junior B flat symphony. In the same way that 
                  his Schubertian rhythms are well sprung and vigorous, he consistently 
                  brings a similar touch to Haydn, particular in the triple time 
                  opening movements of 96, 97 and 93. There is an irresistible 
                  lilt in the way he points the rhythms of both composers, showing 
                  himself to be fully inside the rhythmic universe of Classical 
                  Vienna. The wit that he brings to Schubert is foreshadowed in 
                  the various comic touches he brings to Haydn, such as the “foghorn” 
                  effect at the end of 93’s slow movement, or the famous 
                  surprise in No. 94 which is genuinely surprising here - I won’t 
                  spoil it! More than anything else, though, it is the sheer, 
                  explosive joy of music-making that unites these two symphonic 
                  sets. No. 97’s opening movement, for example, is exhilarating, 
                  as are the ebullient finales of No. 101 and No. 104. 
                    
                  Minkowski’s Haydn set has won many plaudits when it was 
                  released, and this Schubert set deserves to do the same. It 
                  helps that it appears at mid-price in an attractive clam-shell 
                  box with excellent booklet notes. This is, for me, the most 
                  successful Schubert set to have appeared since Abbado, and quite 
                  possibly a first choice if you want period instruments. Invest 
                  and enjoy. 
                    
                  Simon Thompson  
                
                
 
                
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