Gustav MAHLER (1860-1911)
 Symphony No 6 in A minor ‘Tragic’ 
 Berlin Philharmonic Orchestra/Kirill Petrenko
 rec. Philharmonie Berlin, 25 January 2020
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	It is quite remarkable how the music of Mahler can inspire the best of
    conductors to ever greater interpretive heights. Few other orchestral works
    in the repertoire can compare in the trial and the reward: the complexity
    of the music, the specificity of the composer’s directions but also the
    freedom for expression, the sheer outpouring of emotion when done right.
    Performances can, albeit simplistically, be separated into two camps; those
    which touch every moment, and those which look for the whole. The former
    moulds and manipulates to coax emotion from every note (I would recommend
    Gielen/SWR and Tilson Thomas/SFSO), whilst the latter may sacrifice a pull
    in tempo or a crescendo in the moment for allowing the direction of the
    music to speak (Abbado/Lucerne is truly remarkable and would be my
    preference across all Mahler 6 recordings). In the right hands, either can
    deliver the devastating impact that Mahler is, arguably exclusively in the
    world of symphonic writing, capable of.
 
    The first movement exposition places Petrenko firmly in the latter camp,
    the sense of forward momentum established from the swift, but never rushed,
    opening continuing to build throughout moments of fire and calm alike. The
    Alma theme may not quite reach its transcendent beauty as under Rattle with
    the same orchestra two years ago, but the cohesion of elements which can so
    often, under less inspired guidance, sound disparate, is admirable;
    climaxes send shivers down the spine whilst the listener is always left in
    the knowledge that more is to come. The development and recapitulation felt
    somewhat less coherent on first listen (perhaps some sense of too much, too
    soon?) and the final climaxes perhaps less effective as a result. The
    superlative orchestral control one has come to expect from the Berliners,
    however, delivers without fail – the cowbell interlude was as mysterious as
    any could have hoped for. Throughout the movement, subtle tempo changes
    employed by Petrenko slip by almost unnoticed but for the momentum and
    emotion contributed to the whole – skilfully done indeed.
 
    The Andante is placed second here, with Petrenko’s unmannered approach
    allowing the music to speak for itself – again, perhaps not quite as
    ethereal as other approaches, with some of the wind passages a touch on the
    swift side, but a valid approach persuasively presented. The tone of
    yearning and nostalgia, interspersed with bursts of anguish, increases in
    intensity as the movement progresses; the orchestra’s tone is truly brought
    to the fore in this music, and the soaring strings and rounded wind are
    breathtaking as ever. By contrast, the mercuriality of the scherzo and trio
    is its defining quality, and Petrenko manipulates tempi and balance well to
    present a veritable whirlwind of colours and tones – savagery, absurdity,
    futility, anger, poignancy – teetering on the edge of the deranged without
    ever losing control.
 
    What, then, of the finale? Once again, the sense of build-up is palpable;
    from the hushed opening sections to the sweeping, spacious melodies of the
    exposition, there is always more to come. The development begins with a
    hushed reiteration of the opening notes, followed by a cowbell interlude.
    The hammer blows (two, as per Mahler’s final edition) are satisfyingly
    weighty, made more so as the cathartic release of tension superlatively
    built up. The volatile recapitulation, a flurry of quotes and tempers, is
    manoeuvred quite remarkably; the technicalities of conductor and orchestra
    would be something to behold in and of itself, let alone bringing it
    together as music.
 
    What struck me most about the last time I saw the Berlin Philharmonic live
    in the final year of the Rattle era was the passion and zeal of every
    single musician being translated into movement and, most importantly,
    sound, of the kind all too rarely seen even in top-tier orchestras today.
    That spirit has clearly not diminished in the slightest into the Petrenko
    era; the visceral immediacy of the playing here felt every ounce the equal
    of that experience, supported by the excellent sound achieved by the
    own-label engineers. A performance of insight, perhaps not always reaching
    the level of the greats in a very crowded field, but certainly well worth
    knowing as an example of consummate musicality by orchestra and conductor.
 
    Colin C.F. Chow