
          What was ostensibly a rather conservative programme 
          typical of the Philharmonia Orchestra’s standard repertoire turned out 
          to be a revelatory evening of music-making, with András 
          Schiff excelling himself as both pianist and conductor. 
         
        
        His concert opened with a powerfully 
          direct account of Franz Schubert’s Rosamunde Overture. The sustained 
          opening introduction was dark and brooding, with weighty and incisive 
          brass and timpani. The mood shifted with Schiff producing jagged, playful 
          rhythms, making the music dance with a buoyant eloquence. Often this 
          overture can sound effete and lightweight but under Schiff it sounded 
          refreshingly tough and grainy.
        
        The reading of Beethoven’s Symphony 
          No. 6 ‘Pastoral’ veered towards the ‘classical’ rather than the ‘romantic’ 
          with Schiff sounding more akin to Eric Kleiber rather than Wilhelm Furtwangler, 
          taking brisk tempi throughout, and conducting without a baton.
        
        ‘Awakening of Cheerful feelings 
          upon arrival in the country’ (Allegro non troppo) – was suitably 
          sprightly, with Schiff having complete control over the throbbing pulse 
          of the music. By contrast the ‘Scene by the brook’ (Andante 
          molto mosso) was restrained and held back, sounding more like background 
          muzac accompanying an airport lounge mural of a sanitised countryside.
        
        Schiff conducted ‘Merry gathering 
          of country folk’ (Allegro) with rhythmic swagger and bucolic 
          jollity, evoking a Breughel village kermesse, extracting some very tough 
          and muscular string playing; disappointingly the ‘Thunder Storm’ 
          (Allegro) had the sensation of being experienced safely from 
          indoors, with Andrew Smith’s timpani sounding intense but never truly 
          threatening: this was tamed nature with even the cello’s’ and double 
          basses’ rumblings sounding subdued.
        
        An element of serenity and calm 
          shone through in the ‘Shepherd’s Song: Thanksgiving after the storm’ 
          (Allegro) with Shiff holding back and allowing the notes to shine, 
          particularly from the Philharmonia strings who played with a shimmering 
          delicacy. This civilised reading was extraordinarily subtle and sensitive, 
          devoid of ego, excess and the eccentricity to which this popular ‘programme’ 
          symphony often lends itself. (Or rather, conductors who tend to read 
          this score far too literally).
        
        The highlight, and focal point, 
          of the evening was Schiff’s radical reading of Schumann’s Piano Concerto 
          in A minor, Op.54. Conducting from the keyboard seemed to add a 
          degree of risk and edge to Schiff’s magnetic playing, which in turn 
          produced a powerful interaction between piano and orchestra. His stern 
          reading of the Allegro affettuoso eschewed the usual romantic 
          inflections and was played at a far quicker pace than we are accustomed 
          to. This was Schiff’s radicalism: stripping away the clichés 
          and interpreting the work anew. Schiff gave the interlinking Intermezzo: 
          Andantino grazio a new lease of life making it sound less serene 
          and more severe, playing with a deliberately brittle tone which gave 
          the music even greater poignancy, further emphasised by the cello’s 
          expressively deep, dark tone.
        
        As a conductor, Schiff’s subtle 
          and economic gestures produced playing of great precision, sensitivity 
          and intensity throughout, making the orchestral parts sound richer, 
          with greater darkness and dissonance. Indeed, Schiff’s conducting reminded 
          one of Otto Klemperer’s account with Annie Fischer and the same orchestra, 
          but with Schiff making the concerto sound far more ‘weighty’ and symphonic 
          than is usual.
        
        Throughout this inspired and seemingly 
          spontaneous reading - for there was nothing consciously contrived about 
          his playing - Schiff’s appearance was quite extraordinary, suddenly 
          springing up from his stool to stand and conduct with elegant beckoning, 
          exhorting hand gestures; whilst playing, he seemed to throw his notes 
          into the air with wild abandon. Being both conductor and soloist there 
          was no internal conflict, and the concerto was seamlessly and perfectly 
          realised with great unity and added force. This was in no small measure 
          due to the orchestra’s perfect comprehension of his every economic gesture, 
          and having total rapport with the conductor’s immaculate interpretation 
          of the work. 
        
        Alex Russell