The fall of the Soviet Union led to a wholesale reorganization
of orchestral life in Russia, as state-sponsored ensembles were superseded
and supplemented by privately organized ones. As numerous players fled to
better-paying gigs in the West, however, the newer groups, beset by technical
problems, became spotty and inconsistent; only Mikhail Pletnev's hand-picked
Russian National Orchestra stood above the generally mediocre level.
I'd imagined that the Russian Federal Orchestra was the old USSR Symphony
revised and edited, but apparently it
is a "new" orchestra - organized
in 1993, according to Angelok1's booklet. If the present program is any
indication, it's one of the better ones, with no obvious weaknesses in any
department. The woodwinds, including the usually woolly oboe, are liquid
and expressive. The brass choir is secure and focused; trumpets have shed
the heavy vibratos of yore, while the hint of watery vibrato on the principal
horn will evoke a pleasant nostalgia in veteran listeners. The string sections
could use an extra desk or two, but the sonority is warm and singing. Under
Vakhtang Jordania, discipline is reasonably good, though there can be confusion
when multiple elements chime in on different beats, as at 15:16 of
Tasso.
Unfortunately, in a competitive catalogue, none of these performances is
quite up to snuff. The tone-poems come off best, benefiting from Jordania's
ear for detail. The introduction to
Les Préludes is clear,
flowing and unsettled, while the body of the piece has a nice surge, even
if the violins' dutiful chugging tends to go limp at phrase-endings.
Tasso
achieves an appropriate epic breadth. The strings at the start sound posh.
The build-up beginning at 2:00 sounds tentative, but the clarinet is dark
and brooding, and the cello solo at 5:30 is ardent. The dancing theme is
shapely when the reeds take it over at 10:43. In both works, the woodwind
principals offer many lovely moments, though the patch at 10:30 of
Les
Préludes should have been redone: the flute's first note is missing,
and one of the oboe staccatos doesn't speak.
The weighty introduction of the
Hungarian Rhapsody stops just short
of portentousness; the rest of the piece is rousing. The conductor handles
transitional passages with grace, though the tempo uptick at 8:11 causes
a brief muddle.
The Piano Concerto, alas, is a damp squib. Hooshik Hwang maintains a fully
supported tone even in running passages - though they could be more brilliantly
articulated - but the treble end of his instrument doesn't ring out as it
should. The first two movements are solid rather than inspiring. In the
finale, some figurations sparkle, while others sound merely cautious; the
wrong note at 17:05, which wouldn't matter in a more dynamic reading, is
the final nail in the coffin. Now and then, one senses the uneasy orchestra
wanting to move things along.
The reproduction is colourful, but orchestral motifs in the concerto tend
to disappear behind the piano, as with the cellos at 8:12 and the feathery
violins at 12:11.
Stephen Francis Vasta
Stephen Francis Vasta is a New York-based conductor, coach, and journalist.
Unfortunately, in a competitive catalogue, none of these performances is
quite up to snuff.
See also reivew by
John
Leeman