The theme for this 
          year's Aspen Music Festival is "Musical Visionaries: Beethoven, Berlioz 
          and Beyond," though, like the themes of many festivals, not much has 
          been made of it. Beethoven always seems to be generously represented 
          here, and it's hard to discern any extra interest in his works this 
          year. Berlioz does seem a bit more conspicuous than usual on the concert 
          programs of the nine-week festival, not surprising given that lots of 
          musical organizations are celebrating this, his bicentenary year. 
        
        
        Not 
          until this past weekend did works by the two composers have some kind 
          of cumulative impact on concertgoers. The relevant performances, on 
          three separate programs, found mezzo-soprano Susanne Mentzer in splendid 
          voice, lavishing beautiful sound and delicious French subtlety on Berlioz' 
          Les nuits d'été, violist Lawrence Dutton bringing 
          soulful playing to the same composer's Harold in Italy, and violinist 
          Robert McDuffie teaming with pianist Charles Abramovic in a thoroughly 
          satisfying reading of Beethoven's titanic Violin Sonata in C minor.
        
        Hugh 
          Wolff, chief conductor of the Frankfurt Radio Orchestra, had the Aspen 
          Chamber Orchestra breathing with Mentzer Friday night in Les nuits 
          d'été, which wafted through the Benedict Music Tent 
          like a melancholy breeze. Mentzer, an accomplished operatic actor, found 
          a different personality for each song, capturing especially the innocence 
          of the first one, "Villanelle," the bittersweet longing of "Absence," 
          and the subtly tinged bravado of the finale, "L'île inconnue." 
          She sounds like a native singing French. None of the songs taxed her 
          range, which let her focus on the text, to strong effect.
        
        Wolff 
          opened the concert with another piece suffused of summer, but as intrinsically 
          American as the Berlioz was French. Three Places in New England, 
          Charles Ives' three-part tone poem, depicts three locations near and 
          dear to the maverick composer. Wolff caught the dreamy quality of "The 
          Saint Gaudens in Boston Common," the boisterous nature of "Putnam's 
          Camp, Redding, Connecticut" and the gauzy vapors rising off "The Housatonic 
          at Stockbridge," but he missed that last measure of detail that distinguishes 
          great performances of these pieces.
        
        The 
          concert concluded with a lively, generous performance of Mozart's Serenade 
          in D major "Posthorn." David Mase, who plays trumpet in the American 
          Brass Quintet, took the posthorn solo and made it sound as if the Kentucky 
          Derby was about to be run.
        
        On 
          Sunday afternoon's concert with the Aspen Festival Orchestra, Dutton 
          invested the wandering viola part of Berlioz' Harold in Italy 
          with tonal beauty, rhythmic clarity and complete musicianship. Dutton 
          plays viola in the Emerson Quartet, and those qualities define the Emerson 
          as well. German-born Andreas Delfs, musical director of the Milwaukee 
          Symphony and St. Paul Chamber Orchestra in the U.S., led an orchestra 
          performance long on rhythmic vitality, yet nicely tuned to the viola's 
          soft, warm sound where needed.
        
        While 
          it features the viola, Harold in Italy is not a concerto and 
          does not put the viola front and center. Dutton, in fact, started the 
          piece and played his first and last iterations of the recurring theme 
          at the back of the orchestra, alongside the harp, moving down to the 
          usual soloist position next to the conductor for the rest. The move 
          nicely underlined the viola's role as a sort of musical observer commenting 
          on and sometimes participating in the scenes described by Berlioz in 
          his program, which depict experiences in Italy. The third movement, 
          a serenade, was especially fine.
        
        Delfs 
          opened the program with another piece inspired by a stay in Italy. Mendelssohn 
          wrote his Symphony No. 4 "Italian" only a year before Berlioz 
          finished his nod to the Mediterranean peninsula. Like Berlioz, Mendelssohn 
          seems to have digested the Italian music he heard and let it percolate 
          through his own piece, rather than trying to write something purely 
          Italian. The comparisons are fascinating, Berlioz' bold thrusts and 
          rainbow sonic palette vs. Mendelssohn's grace and clarity. It made for 
          an inspired program.
        
        Sunday 
          evening in Harris Hall, McDuffie, who started at Aspen as a student 
          and has been returning for more than 25 years, and Abramovic, a Pennsylvania-resident 
          pianist much in demand with soloists, seemed to be doing everything 
          right in the first half of an all-Beethoven program, but nothing clicked. 
          There was unanimity of tempo, rhythm, intonation and style in the Violin 
          Sonata in A Minor and the Violin Sonata in F Major "Spring," 
          but they seemed to be working a bit too hard to get there. The performances 
          were fine, but they didn't catch the wind like the Violin Sonata 
          in C Minor did from the first phrases.
        
        The 
          C minor sonata, written about the same time as the more famous "Apassionata" 
          sonata for piano, has much of the same fire and gravitas. The piano 
          part is as strong as the violin’s, and a powerful pianist mining the 
          music for all its depth can outshine the fiddle player. No chance of 
          that with McDuffie, whose poise, power and sense of timing are perfectly 
          suited to this heroic work. Even the short, snappy scherzo had the right 
          sense of foreboding lurking in the background, which came through with 
          plenty of fire in the fast finale.
        
        One 
          more performance worth noting this past weekend was in Saturday afternoon's 
          chamber music concert: Schoenberg's heart-on-the-sleeve pre-serial tone 
          poem Verklärte Nacht, played in the original sextet version 
          by a group led by violinist David Halen, concertmaster of the St. Louis 
          Symphony. With notable contributions from violist Christian Woehr, also 
          with St. Louis, and cellist Thomas Grossenbacher, principal of the Zurich 
          Tonhalle Orchestra, the musicians played one of the least sentimental 
          performances of this work I've heard. It was all the more beautiful 
          for its understatement.
        
        Harvey 
          Steiman