As the vast majority of Proms 
          audiences tend to veer towards conservative programmes, it was hardly 
          surprising (though very disappointing) that the Royal Albert Hall was 
          a barely one third full for this concert of modern works. It remains 
          a mystery why the public tend to be put off by the ‘new’, since all 
          music was ‘new’ once: even Stravinsky’s Rite of Spring entered 
          into the classical canon soon after its riotous Paris premiere.
        
        Oliver Knussen and the BBC Symphony 
          Orchestra opened their programme with Two dances for ‘Les Sylphides’ 
          (1909) by Frederic Chopin, orchestrated by Stravinsky (its first performance 
          at the Proms). Nocturne in A flat major, Op. 32 No.2 came across 
          as pure pastiche of Tchaikovsky ballet music and nothing much else: 
          here Stravinsky had not yet developed his own, distinctive musical voice. 
          Whilst Knussen coaxed the BBC SO to play in a very gentle, delicate 
          manner, all this sensitivity was sabotaged by continuous loud coughing 
          from the Gods which ruined the entire performance.
        
        The Waltz in E flat major, 
          Op. 18, ‘Grande valse brillante’ was strikingly reminiscent of Berlioz/Weber 
          ‘Invitation to the Dance’ and here Knussen conducted with an 
          agile lilt and got some spicy woodwind playing that really danced along. 
          Having said that there was something rather boring about this music 
          and it seemed difficult to grasp why the conductor chose to conduct 
          these early, immature works in the first place.
        
        Ninety-five this December, a youthful 
          looking Elliott Carter sat in the front stalls listening intently to 
          the European premiere of his Boston Concerto (2002). The composer 
          said of his score in the programme notes: "The marvellous Boston 
          Symphony was very important to me in the mid 1920s and 1930s as a Harvard 
          student. At that time I went every Saturday and stood on the steps of 
          Symphony Hall for a ‘rush seat’ in the balcony …I am so grateful for 
          those years and I have, I hope, written a ‘thank you’ piece – Boston 
          Concerto. It throws a spotlight on each of the remarkable sections of 
          the orchestra, surrounding them with short orchestral pizzicato sections 
          for the entire group, not unlike the plan for a concerto grosso…" 
          
        
        Carter’s restrained and refined 
          work is not in the manner of Bartok’s virtuoso Concerto for Orchestra, 
          but a sparse and skeletal structure composed of splinters of stabbing 
          sounds coming from different sections of the orchestra in turn, creating 
          differing levels of sound sensation. While the score is composed of 
          multi-faceted fragments, the composer stitches them together as a unified 
          whole. Carter makes us hear the orchestra from the inside out, allowing 
          us into its depths by treating his musical quilt with fragile chamber-like 
          intricacy; the orchestral textures always had a delicate translucency. 
          The closing passages were deeply moving, with the BBC SO strings taking 
          on a sombre cutting edge. Carter has not composed a flashy orchestral 
          show-piece but an exercise in the economy of composition which brings 
          out the subtle nuances, colours and textures of the symphony orchestra. 
          Carter stated: "I hope in this work I have found a way of repaying 
          the debt I owe to the Boston Symphony…" Indeed, he has certainly 
          done this in this celebration of a great orchestra. The sparse audience 
          seemed genuinely enthusiastic towards this complex and illuminating 
          score, and gave the composer an ovation when Knussen invited him to 
          take a bow on the platform 
        
        This was the London Premiere of 
          Oliver Knussen’s Violin Concerto (2001-2), which was originally 
          composed for the evening’s soloist, Pinchas Zuckerman. Knussen wrote 
          of this work: "At times the violinist resembles a tightrope 
          walker progressing along a (decidedly unstable) high wire strung across 
          the span that separates the opening and closing sounds of the piece." 
          Indeed, the fifteen minute, three-movement, tightly knit structure 
          begins and ends with a tubular-bell and a ‘stratospheric’ violin note.
        
        The opening and closing close 
          of the concerto (signified by the tubular bell death knell) gave the 
          illusion of the music falling back on itself and imploding rather than 
          moving in a linear progression: we had ended up where we begun - and 
          time itself seemed negated; an uncanny experience. Thus, writing about 
          this concerto from the beginning to its end is impossible because it 
          has no beginning or end but an eternal movement of disseminated fragments 
          (reminiscent of Nietzsche's Eternal Recurrence). Knussen’s extraordinary 
          contra-concerto goes against the grain of what constitutes a concerto 
          in the strict classical sense of that term. There is no soloist per 
          se as Zuckerman demonstrated, constantly blending his playing with 
          the orchestra and dissolving his sparse sounds into a quiet stroke of 
          a cymbal or gong. Knussen’s subtle scoring was tailor-made for Zuckerman’s 
          subdued and sensitive playing: the intense, economic nature of the orchestral 
          writing complemented the violinist’s extremely taut, razor edged sharpness 
          of tone which indeed resembled "a tightrope walker progressing 
          along a (decidedly unstable) high wire."
        
        The concluding work, Igor Stravinsky’s 
          Agon – ballet for twelve dancers (1952-7) was somewhat of an anticlimax 
          after the white- hot intensity of Knussen’s radical work. Like Stravinsky’s 
          Two dances for Les Syphides (1909) heard in part one, Agon 
          came across as sterile, clinical and contrived: formula music analogous 
          to painting by numbers. Like late Picasso, late Stravinsky substitutes 
          radical invention for virtuoso technique. While Knussen’s conducting 
          was measured and economic the performance lacked colour and character, 
          with the BBC SO sounding rather detached and disinterested. Tellingly, 
          the audience also seemed rather bored with this last Stravinsky offering.
        
        This concert was dedicated to 
          the memory of Music Renaissance Woman, Sue Knussen (20 May 1949 – 23 
          March 2003).
        
        Alex Russell