Leonard Slatkin’s all-Russian 
          programme with the BBC Symphony Orchestra began with a glowing account 
          of Modest Musorgsky’s Khovanshchina – Prelude. This was an eloquent 
          and sensitive performance, with the BBC SO’s seductive phrasing enhancing 
          a magical sense of distilled calm at dawn: rarely have I heard this 
          conductor and orchestra in such close and sympathetic rapport. 
        
        Christian Tetzlaff’s urgent, intense 
          and insightful interpretation of Dimitry Shostakovich’s Violin Concerto 
          no.1 in A minor was central to this Prom’s success. Tetzlaff’s intoxicating 
          tone in the opening Nocturne had a mysteriously opaque, yet distant, 
          quality, so right for this movement. His playing came into focus in 
          the Scherzo where he produced a rugged, gutsy style - perfectly 
          complemented by the dancing, biting woodwinds. 
        
        The Cadenza was a knife-edge 
          experience and his razor-sharp, yet highly refined, tone seemed to float 
          the nerve-edged notes between sound and silence. The finale was taken 
          at a pace verging on hysteria, but Tetzlaff remained in total command, 
          producing remarkable playing from his modern, German made Peter Greiner 
          instrument. 
          
        What makes this violinist unique 
          is his contradiction of sounds: he can be both sensational and subdued, 
          intense but reserved. While his Shostakovich is on the fast side, this 
          was Tetzlaff’s own reading, stripped of rhetorical excess: his sparseness 
          and subtlety are his strengths of expression. This was extraordinary 
          artistry, further enhanced by the sympathetic support from Slatkin and 
          the BBC SO.
        
        The final offering of one hour 
          of excerpts from Sergey Prokofiev’s Romeo and Juliet - (1935-6, 
          rev. 1940) was for the most part a routine run-through with some uninspired, 
          not to say mediocre playing. The Dance of the Knights lacked 
          swagger, but the Balcony Scene and Love Dance had all 
          the lyrical sweep one could have asked for. A novelty was some sprightly 
          music from a mandolin quartet in Act 2, Dance With Mandolins, 
          which was poetically played; it is a pity that this is often omitted 
          from concert ‘highlights’.
        
        The acid test for both conductors 
          and orchestras in this score is the Death of Tybalt.  This was 
          not a great performance of it: excepting some incisive timpani, it lacked 
          panache and the brass and strings missed the savagery so palpable in 
          the music. Both Slatkin and orchestra were at their best in the two 
          closing sections: Juliet’s Funeral and Juliet’s Death 
          where we heard some very solemn string playing and fragile, poignant 
          phrasing. 
        
        While Slatkin has done some fine 
          work with the Chicago Symphony Orchestra (during the late seventies 
          and early eighties, including exciting live performances of Edgar Varese's 
          Integrals and Nielsen’s 5th Symphony) 
          his tenure with the BBC SO has too often been uninspiring, routine and 
          disappointing. This concert was largely a perfect example of that.
        
          Alex Russell