For their second Prom appearance, 
          the Rotterdam Philharmonic Orchestra under the volatile Valery Gergiev opened 
          with an exhilarating and evocative account of Maurice Ravel’s Alborada 
          del gracioso. Gergiev enticed some rhythmically taut playing, with 
          the percussion especially playing with a particularly sparkling, festive 
          Spanish spirit.
        
        This was followed by the UK premiere 
          of Georgian composer Giya Kancheli’s Warzone, which was commissioned 
          for the 2002 Rotterdam Gergiev Festival and premiered by the conductor. 
          In a letter written to Gergiev, the composer explains the germination 
          of the tile: "For the title of my dedicatory work I chose the Ossetian 
          word vorzon, which means ‘love’. But when I wrote the word in 
          Latin characters, it suddenly became clear to me that the sound of the 
          word in a certain way corresponded to the English word ‘warzone’…As 
          we know, it often takes just one thoughtless move to turn love into 
          a ‘warzone’. The way from ‘warzone’ back to love, however, is long and 
          hard…"
        
        Strikingly similar to Kalevi 
          Aho’s Ninth Symphony (PROM 
          40) in its violent contrasts of 
          style, space and time, Kancheli’s Warzone is about the immediate closeness 
          of ‘joy’ and ‘sorrow’. Its often- opaque music opens with fragmented 
          murmurings from the orchestra, followed by a sequence of interjected 
          silences. Between the silence, the music takes on a more unified shape 
          with distant high-string tones suddenly interrupted by carnivalesque 
          percussion. Like Aho’s Ninth Symphony, what made this music so disturbingly 
          powerful were the abrupt switches of emotion. Throughout Gergiev conducted 
          with great sensitivity conjuring a sense of both melancholic dreaminess 
          and joyous celebration.
        
        After such an atmospheric and 
          multi-shaded reading of Alborada del gracioso, Gergiev’s interpretation 
          of Ravel’s La Valse was rather brutal, missing this work’s sense 
          of mystery and menace: the percussion were brittle, the strings too 
          heavy. Ravel’s subtle score, arguably one of the most difficult to conduct, 
          requires greater skill in mastering the cross-rhythms and gear-changes 
          to capture that sense of doom-laden, inexorable menace. What should 
          have been a white-knuckle ride in waltz-time, with the terror gradually 
          building to a shattering climax, was largely dissipated in favour of 
          something more ambiguous. Guido Cantelli, on The Art of Guido Cantelli: 
          New York Concerts & Broadcasts, 1949-1952 (Music 
          & Arts CD-1120:12) or 
          Charles Munch/Boston Symphony Orchestra: Ravel (RCA 6522) give paradigm 
          performances of this work. 
        
        Berlioz’ Symphonie Fantastique 
          is much more suited to Gergiev’s volatile and impassioned temperament: 
          from beginning to end he lived every emotion of this revolutionary score. 
          The opening Dreams had an eerie static quality, with the orchestra 
          sounding as if it was playing in a hypnotic sleep. With Passions 
          the orchestra awoke and took on a dark impassioned sound with throbbing 
          double basses producing a weighty rugged texture, and the use of ‘hard 
          sticks’ gave the timpani added intensity. Here Gergiev’s appropriately 
          passionate conducting had a sense of urgency, with taut rhythms and 
          angular phrasing heightening the experience.
        
        In A Ball, Gergiev conducted 
          with a sweeping lilt, securing stylish playing from the strings and 
          harps. The Scene in the Country was deeply felt and sensitively 
          conducted with Gergiev sustaining the music in a highly concentrated 
          manner. The cor anglais solos were hauntingly poignant as were the murmurous 
          timpani rolls, perfectly rendered by the three timpanists. Hard sticks 
          in the March to the Scaffold created the sensation of threatening 
          terror, further emphasised by some cutting-edged, gutsy playing from 
          the strings: Gergiev achieved the perfect mood of nervous tension.
        
        In the opening bars of Dream 
          of a Sabbath Night we were treated to some acidically pointed woodwind 
          playing which perfectly conveyed the feeling of shrill, demonic laughter. 
          Here Gergiev conducted this manic music with swagger, conjuring up a 
          nightmare of swirling sounds: screaming woodwind, raucous brass, acrid 
          strings – sulphurous stuff indeed. The white hot ending with the full 
          orchestra was given extra weight by the two thudding bass drums, bringing 
          this excellent account of a difficult work to a triumphant close. 
        
        An encore was inevitable, and 
          Berlioz provided it. Gergiev chose the Hungarian (Rákóczy) 
          March from The Damnation of Faust, 
          and gave a spirited performance of this popular piece.
        
        Alex Russell