Ligeti: Atmosphères
Wagner:
Prelude to Act 1 of Lohengrin
Sibelius:
Symphony No.4
Debussy:
Jeux
Ravel:
Daphnis and Chloe Suite No.2
(Photo BBC/Chris Christodoulou)
The
Berlin Philharmonic were on fire this evening. Simon Rattle put an
eclectic programme of music in front of them, that repeatedly took
them a long way outside their comfort zone, but they rose to its many
challenges magnificently. The orchestra didn't quite manage to
maintain that white hot intensity for the whole concert, but even at
its weakest points, it never dropped below world-class.
I have
to confess a reservation about Rattle's programming of avant garde
music with the Berlin Phil. The orchestra's famous chocolatey sting
sound adds little to Messiaen, for example, so why bother performing
that, or this evening's Ligeti, with an orchestra whose strengths lie
elsewhere? I was wrong, very wrong. As the first, incandescent sounds
of Atmosphères reached us from the far side of the cavernous Albert
Hall, it was immediately clear that this was going to be an
extraordinary performance.
The
dreadful acoustic of the Albert Hall defeats most orchestras, but
even this impediment has no serious effect on the Berlin
Philharmonic. Ligeti opens his work with an inscrutable pianissimo
cluster in the upper woodwinds, and the warm glow that the players
gave this sound filled the hall, even at their minuscule dynamic. The
rest of the work was just as absorbing and, yes, that chocolaty
string sound turned out to be absolutely ideal. The performance was
distinctive, but always true to the spirit of the work. It gave the
lie to the often stated view that avant garde music should only be
performed and never interpreted.
Rattle
segued Atmosphères directly into the Prelude to Act 1 of
Lohengrin. If that is the justification required to perform
this Modernist classic, then so be it, but I don't think either work
really benefited. The idea seemed to be a transition from chaos to
order, or from darkness to light. Wagner suffered more than Ligeti
from this imposed narrative, as Rattle was obliged to remove any
traces of complexity or darkness from the Prelude in order to create
the required contrast. It was still a spellbinding performance
though, and a tour de force from every section of the
orchestra.
A
well-connected source told me before the concert that Rattle had had
difficulties getting the orchestra to consent to playing a Sibelius
symphony. Apparently they haven't touched this repertoire since the
Karajan days, and they were very reluctant to go back to it. That
tension was apparent in the performance, with the orchestra often
struggling to transmit the enthusiasm that was clearly reaching them
from the podium. But Sibelius' Fourth doesn't really play to their
strengths. The composer strenuously avoids the large tutti textures
that are the orchestra's stock in trade, and replaces them with small
ensembles that require a more astringent and contained sound. But the
performance got better as it went on, and the third movement largo
was the highlight. There was passion aplenty here, and the
distinctive Berlin sound finally got a chance to contribute to the
emotive impact.
The
first piece after the interval demonstrated that it was not the
radicalism of Sibelius' textures per se that had foxed the
players beforehand. Debussy's Jeux is just as unusual in its
deployment of the orchestra, perhaps more so. But this performance
was ideal, and marked a glorious return to those glowing, luminous
sounds that had made the Ligeti so special. There is usually a
distinct sense of groundedness to the Berlin Phil string sound, which
is totally at odds with the floating, filigree textures that Debussy
calls for throughout this score. But somehow the orchestra managed to
do both, creating a real depth of sound in the string textures, but
without ever tying them down to the ground.
And
then came the real crowning triumph of the evening, the Second Suite
from Ravel's Daphnis and Chloe in a performance that brought
together all the best qualities of the playing throughout the
evening. Rattle was brave enough to let the flutes really stand out
at the start, and the confidence and projection that they gave to the
texture carried through the whole orchestra's performance right until
the end of the work. And what ravishing climaxes, filling the whole
hall with glorious, turbulent sensuous expression. The audience went
absolutely wild afterwards. Who can blame them?
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