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Post by Tim on Jun 2, 2018 8:35:39 GMT
Brilliant review Jules, I was sorely tempted to go to this when Tony told me you and Martin were going, but I have 6 gigs over the next 13 days, so just couldn't do another, especially in London. Still, I've lived it vicariously through your superb review
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Post by julesd68 on Jun 2, 2018 10:46:59 GMT
Thanks Tim! You should be getting 'gig miles' Hope we can meet up another time ...
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Post by julesd68 on Sept 24, 2018 13:52:20 GMT
Bridgewater Hall, Manchester, September 22 2018
BBC Philharmonic with John Storgårds
Respighi – Fountains of Rome Walton – Cello Concerto Sibelius – Symphony No. 2
I was thoroughly looking forward to this concert, especially to hear cellist Truls Mørk, but there was a last minute change of soloist due to ‘unforeseen circumstances’ and so the German cellist Alban Gerhardt stepped up to the plate, a new name to me.
What a superb looking programme! There is actually an Italian connection here - Respighi was, er, Italian, whilst the Walton was written during a stay in Ischia and the Sibelius was inspired and partly written in an Italian town. But the more important link is the tonal shading of these works. When diligently performed, they should all be hugely evocative works, of wondrous colour and atmosphere …
We started with the Respighi which sadly to my ears was performed in ‘rehearsal mode’. It felt very flat from the off and even when the music picked up a gear, some of the orchestra were still left in 1st. I neither felt an appropriate cohesion in the playing nor great inspiration from the podium. Looking around, I also didn’t sense an innate passion for the work on the stage and the very gentle vibrato from the strings felt a little lazy and uninvolving. I wanted more. I needed to be transported to a different world but instead was moved to look at my watch. It was very much going through the motions and it turned out the audience wasn’t particularly enthused either, as I noted a very lukewarm applause at the end. Disappointing.
I was now desperate for the Walton to really come alive and show its profound sensual pleasures. I was minded of the performance by Laura van der Heijden in the final of Young Musician 2012 - is it really that long ago? She managed to portray the swirling emotions of this work with such stunning depth and passion; see below. But again, disappointment was to prevail from the very start. For the first 10 minutes, and at other times, there was a distinct balance issue. I was sitting in row G but was really struggling to follow the cello above the orchestra. It didn't help that throughout the work, whilst there was an honest lyricism about the performance, the tone was rather too light. Even during the solo sections I would have preferred greater depth of tone. Technically good and for the most part played with very secure intonation, more importantly I wasn't taken on a journey deep into the emotional core of the music. It needed someone prepared to be more spontaneous and a little 'on the edge' … I also didn’t feel the greatest support was offered, as though nobody was quite convinced this was going to be something special.
Naturally I feared the worst for the Sibelius, but how wrong I was! Arguably the brightest jewel of Sibelius’s concertos and the most popular along with the 5th, this is a work whose charms should have you enthralled from start to finish. I’m delighted to say it really did. The orchestra decided to play, and was taut and alert right from bar 1 to the end; the tension very rarely slipped. The trademark Sibelius massed string tone was suitably thrilling whilst the brass was in splendid form, with some very stirring flourishes. With such nobility I could be easily converted to the cause of Finnish nationalism, as we enjoyed the most miraculous climax in the final movement with its swirling vortices of deeply hypnotic repeated bass lines quite overwhelming. The orchestra surely showed what it can do with bit between teeth under relentlessly heroic leadership and inspiration from the Finn, John Storgårds; you could tell that this music really meant something to him. And what applause they enjoyed! The audience knew that they had heard something rather special.
Did anything spoil this performance? Well just one little thing. From start to finish, and perceptible during every quieter passage, was the shrill high-pitched wining of a rogue hearing aid that had been left switched on but unattended! Never mind, just something else to remember the performance by.
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Post by MartinT on Sept 24, 2018 14:42:51 GMT
We started with the Respighi which sadly to my ears was performed in ‘rehearsal mode’. It felt very flat from the off and even when the music picked up a gear, some of the orchestra were still left in 1st. I neither felt an appropriate cohesion in the playing nor great inspiration from the podium. How sad, Jules, from a piece that I love. When Respighi is done right, it's highly engaging and often overwhelming in its crescendi. I have heard all three of the Roman Trilogy done right years ago, but I cannot remember the specifics now.
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Post by julesd68 on Sept 27, 2018 16:10:15 GMT
Royal Philharmonic Orchestra, Cadogan Hall, 26 September 2018
Beethoven - Leonore Overture No. 3 Bruch - Violin Concerto No. 1 Brahms - Symphony No. 2
Barry Wordsworth, conductor Esther Yoo, violin (RPO Artist-in-Residence 2018)What a way to open the season this was! And in Esther Yoo, a (super)star is born? Conductor Barry Wordsworth gave us a warm welcome with his brief introduction, which I thought was a nice touch. And in this curtain raiser, he set the bar exceptionally high with an entirely cohesive and compelling orchestral performance, at the heart of which was a deeply virtuosic solo performance. The Leonore Overture was a new work for me which I thoroughly enjoyed. In terms of composition, what impressed me most was the sheer breadth of emotions on display. These were all brought fully to the fore by an orchestra who were on song right from the off, as Barry Wordsworth shaped the music with deft tonal shading and some scintillating dynamics. Particular praise is due to the principal flute (notably superb throughout the evening) and woodwind - the charming ‘call and answer’ between the two was so delicately handled, the theme then picked up by the violins. A fine way to lead us into the main event. Esther Yoo is currently the 'artist in residence' at Cadogan Hall and on on this evidence, a shrewd acquisition I can say. I had endured two disappointing readings of the Bruch previously from two prominent soloists but the best compliment I can give to Ms Yoo is that her performance really said everything that needs to be said about this work. She played with a profound depth and a physical attack that reminded me very much of the legendary Kyung Wha Chung - they certainly share far more in common than their nationality. Here was a soloist playing for her life - every note was played with total and utter commitment. But the sheer physicality of her performance reminded me of Nicola Benedetti at times. Ms Yoo however appears to have a trademark 'flourish' in which to mark the end of the most potent passages she unleashes her bow high into the air whilst arching her back in a highly gymnastic style! At times the support Ms Yoo received from the orchestra was utterly thrilling as well. She was fortunate in this and also enjoying such an attentive and supportive conductor; indeed Mr Wordsworth impressed me deeply throughout the evening. The audience afforded Ms Yoo a very generous reception after which we were treated to an encore of a Korean folk song. What a clever choice this turned out to be, as it started in a disarmingly gentle fashion and much to my surprise gradually metamorphosed into a heroic and virtuosic display. We all then needed to catch our breath and Brahms 2 was just the job. The 2nd movement I found especially touching with the strings revelling in its warmly lyrical themes. Also memorable was the cello tone that opened the third and the woodwind of the fourth. The bold finale was strikingly full blooded.
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Post by MartinT on Sept 27, 2018 17:06:42 GMT
Great review, Jules. You make me wish I was there.
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Post by julesd68 on Sept 28, 2018 12:14:25 GMT
I'm sure you would have loved it Martin!
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Post by julesd68 on Oct 22, 2018 12:47:49 GMT
Barbican 22/10/18
London Symphony Orchestra Jaime Martin Christian Tetzlaff (violin)
De Falla - Scenes and Dances from ‘The Three Cornered Hat’ Part I + II Lalo - Symphonie espagnole Stravinsky - The Firebird: Suite (1945)What a thoroughly engaging and exuberant evening of music making at the Barbican. A trio of works with Spanish inspiration, conducted by Spaniard Jaime Martin who marked his LSO debut in scintillating fashion. All three works are bathed in deeply saturated colour but Martin presented them in glorious Technicolour. I do so like it when a concert starts without a ‘warm-up’ overture or the like. We were straight down to business with the Falla and the LSO at a gallop from the off. Martin layed out his stall early with bold intention and I was immediately taken by his Falla. With a rhythmic core at its heart and the percussion department doing a splendid job, we were indeed transported to the Spain of our imaginations. A riot of passion, enchantment and dazzling colours. An voluptuous string tone was entirely joyous, especially when playing alone with the timpani, for me the most memorable passage of these scenes which never allow you to avert your satisfied gaze. And so to the Lalo. This last time I saw Mr Tetzlaff on stage I was disappointed by his very light and almost whimsical solo Bach. Tonight however he was at his imperious best. The pony-tailed and bearded Tetzlaff is every inch the modern virtuoso yet he approached the challenge with a heavily romantic, old-school tone with lashings of vibrato. However it was played with such guts and determination it was impossible not to be won over. Tetzlaff’s technique has never been in doubt and here was a chance for it to shine at its brightest - it’s impossible to overestimate the demands on the soloist here. The range of bowing techniques on display were quite dizzying. What I particularly enjoyed about this was that his performance was just as effective at a whisper as it was at full tilt, his effervescent musicality barely wavering throughout. The entranced Barbican audience thoroughly appreciated this with a fabulous reception for his noble travails. The Firebird is an utterly immortal work for me and naturally at this stage I was in great anticipation of what Martin was going to conjure for us. I would have liked the dark tension of the opening movements to be a little more palpable but this was my only question-mark of the evening. I didn’t feel that I was quite ’there’ yet. However as the pulse and tempo quickened the LSO sprang to life accordingly and from then to the end of the work my attention never wandered. The dynamics were utterly startling. Special praise due to the woodwind team, with an especially beguiling and sinewy solo oboe performance that weaved a web of deep intrigue and fascination. The glorious stately fanfare of the finale was everything I hoped it would be. On tonight’s performance I look forward to welcoming Mr Martin back to the Barbican at his earliest pleasure. A joy.
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Post by julesd68 on Nov 24, 2018 23:56:19 GMT
The Sixteen Choir & Orchestra Harry Christophers
Bridgewater Hall, Manchester
23 November 2018
Vivaldi Sinfonia from La Dorilla RV 709 (5’) Handel Dixit Dominus (30’) Handel Overture, Grand Chorus: The Lord Our Enemy Has Slain from Esther (16’) Vivaldi Gloria in D major RV 589 (25’)This was to be a game of two halves as they say in football parlance. Bridgewater Hall was busy enough but still plenty of seats left for The Sixteen who I understand are fairly regular visitors to Manchester. The first thing I noted about the orchestra was that they were all playing period instruments. Nice. But when the Vivaldi got going I felt the somewhat softened sound that they were producing was struggling to really fill this auditorium - whilst much is made of the acoustics there, it is nonetheless a very big hall indeed, with a very high ceiling. The other issue I had was that I get a bit irritated when orchestras treat their opening work as a 'warm up'. It was all a bit too sedate, like a walk in a Venetian park on a sunny day, with lots of jolly smiles and knowing looks exchanged between the musicians. I prefer my baroque to have a bit more bite and zest about it, but nothing to get too worked up about over 5 minutes! And so to Dixit Dominus. This sadly suffered in the opening movements. Firstly, the combined sound of voices and orchestra was distinctly mushy. It was difficult to follow individual parts and almost sounded like notes were strangely blending into one another. I wasn't sure whether the acoustic had something to do with it but two things were for sure - voices and orchestra were not quite on the same page yet and there were clear balance issues at times. Also to be frank the singing had not hit its stride yet both in terms of solos and ensemble. It was all a little messy. But as the work progressed and became more serious in content, the artists all grew in confidence; I very much enjoyed the last few movements, whilst noting that the male voices tended to be more successful, both artistically and in terms of the sheer projection required in this hall. After some half-time refreshment I was hoping to be rewarded by a slightly more thrilling second half and I'm delighted to say that I heard an immediate difference. Both singers and orchestra went about their music with much more cutting edge - one could see in their faces that the earnest business of the evening had begun. And what a pleasure it was to see the addition of both baroque bassoon and oboe to the orchestra! Both supremely musical performers with the oboe in particular having a host of chances to impress with solos. As much as I enjoyed the strident and confident Handel, it was the immortal Gloria that will linger long in the memory. Whilst I could have wished for stronger sopranos at times, everyone was 'on it' from the start and fully committed to this joyous celebration. I had completely forgotten about any questions about the acoustics and was thoroughly engrossed in the performance. It was entirely obvious that time had been spent in the rehearsal room with Mr Christophers finessing the phrasing of certain vocal passages and overall there was a wonderful cohesion to the sound. Not only did these period instruments have the guts to fill the hall, one could easily follow individual instruments in the 'soundstage'. For me the standout performance was for sur e the countertenor whose deftly handled solo was most moving and beguiling, especially with the exquisitely expressive accompaniment of the plaintive solo cello. This combination I found utterly irresistible.
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Post by julesd68 on Dec 6, 2018 18:56:18 GMT
Milton Court 2/12/2018
Boccherini Cello Sonata No 6 in A major Poulenc Cello Sonata Debussy Cello Sonata Brahms Cello Sonata No 2 in F major
Sheku Kanneh-Mason cello Isata Kanneh-Mason piano
Let’s get one thing straight, Sheku Kanneh-Mason is the real deal. This recital was sold out and for good reason. Forget that he is marketed in the mainstream or he was chosen for the Royal Wedding if that puts you off; he has the most remarkable talent and I would fully expect him to enjoy a long and elite career. The musical menu intrigued me and we began with a charming little palate cleanser of Boccherini. Delicately and deftly handled, but in hindsight offering only a hint of what was to come. He then launched straight into the most ravishing Poulenc Sonata, which is a fascinating study of melancholic introversion that flits with bursts of soaring exuberance. I found his tone in the higher registers in this work a trifle thin, I’m really not sure why and the rest of the concert was full bodied and powerful across the whole fretboard. The Debussy gave us more of the same rollercoaster ride of emotions, but at times making an even more profound contrast between almost atonal introversion and passionate outbursts of melodic fulfilment. The occasional lapse just didn’t matter to me at all, for here was a young man who was truly living on the edge and in the moment; I was left to only admire such thrilling and brave musicality. How he derives such emotional depth at his 19 years of age seems almost freakish, in the best possible way of course. And so the musical journey through the ages was completed with the grand classical statement of Brahms, where I was astounded by huge reserves of depth and power, with bowing techniques that left me in awe. Many of their audience rose to their feet for an extremely warm and richly deserved reception and we were treated to one more entertainment - an encore of ‘In the Bleak Midwinter’. You’re probably thinking ‘ho hum’ like I did but this was to be no ordinary rendition. After teasing us with a very straight-laced introduction to the theme, he then transformed it into something you have never heard the like of, with showers of sweetly handled cascading triplets. Sublime! Another standing ovation ensued. Finally one must also pay tribute to the supremely musical and sympathetic piano accompaniment by his sister Isata, who played a full part in what was truly an evening to savour and remember.
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Post by MartinT on Dec 6, 2018 23:46:07 GMT
I'm glad you enjoyed it, Jules. I will listen to more of his performances for sure.
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Post by Slinger on Dec 7, 2018 0:31:39 GMT
It'll be interesting to see what he makes of the Bach unaccompanied suites when he feels up to the challenge of doing them justice. Likewise, the old chestnut, that is the Elgar concerto.
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Post by julesd68 on Dec 7, 2018 0:35:00 GMT
Funny you mention that Paul - my mother heard him play the Elgar in Manchester not so long ago. Was very impressed with his playing but said there was often a problem with the orchestral balance which rather spoilt it for her.
I would look forward to the Bach when it surely arrives.
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Post by MartinT on Dec 7, 2018 9:59:15 GMT
It'll be interesting to see what he makes of the Bach unaccompanied suites when he feels up to the challenge of doing them justice. Likewise, the old chestnut, that is the Elgar concerto. I would prefer to hear that pinnacle of Cello Concertos, the Dvorak
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Post by Slinger on Dec 7, 2018 14:55:51 GMT
It'll be interesting to see what he makes of the Bach unaccompanied suites when he feels up to the challenge of doing them justice. Likewise, the old chestnut, that is the Elgar concerto. I would prefer to hear that pinnacle of Cello Concertos, the Dvorak My cello "first love" was du Pré's Elgar and I now tend to measure everything against the feeling that that gave/gives me.
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Post by julesd68 on Dec 7, 2018 15:27:18 GMT
Paul, she was a big influence on SKM and you can really see this when hearing him live - that rare feeling of being utterly lost in the moment that Du Pre has in the Elgar, where music and performance become one.
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Post by julesd68 on Dec 7, 2018 15:27:46 GMT
Chaps, look what I’ve found - the ‘Midwinter’ encore was recently released as a single. Enjoy. I think his arrangement is quite wonderful; it also shows off both his musicality and technique.
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Post by julesd68 on Dec 19, 2018 11:20:51 GMT
The carol service at Temple Church I attended last night featured some excellent musical interludes. We were lucky enough to be treated to some solo sax from Rob Burton, who won the Woodwind Category Final of BBC Young Musician 2018. What a sublime talent, such mastery of his instrument - he played an alto sax for a challenging contemporary work whose name escapes me and then switched to a tenor sax for Debussy's Syrinx with a very beguiling tone indeed. www.robburtonsax.co.uk/
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Post by julesd68 on Jan 1, 2019 18:43:51 GMT
New Year's Day Viennese Gala Bridgewater Hall
Manchester Camerata Ailish Tynan soprano | Holly Mathieson conductor
Strauss, Tchaikovsky, Stolz, Waldteufel, Heuberger, Dvorak and Lehar.
Let's get the little niggles out of the way first. The Bridgewater Hall is a worthy modern auditorium but can't quite compete with the atmosphere of the Musikverein in Vienna of course which is immortally associated with this tradition. However for an informal and fun concert this was deftly handled by Holly Mathieson who introduced each work in fine festive spirits. Also, the Bridgewater is a huge, cavernous hall and to really get the most out of the Waltzes you require a bigger orchestra to add a bit more heft and oomph to the proceedings when required. That said, the Camerata were wonderfully refined and cultured throughout whether leading the dance or providing generous and sympathetic support to the soprano. The Waltzes were performed with spirit and joy, so you can't ask for much more. Special praise due to the woodwind team who really caught my ear at various times, and also the comedic turn of the percussionist who held a mobile phone conversation whilst playing her instruments!
The highlight for me was the unexpected delight of listening to five songs with Irish soprano Ailish Tynan. I'm the first to admit to not being very fond of this style of singing generally but I was totally and utterly entranced by her pure, untheatrical voice and immaculate intonation. She is also a wonderfully natural communicator and performer who engages the audience not just with her singing but with her effervescent personality.
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Post by MartinT on Feb 4, 2019 6:42:34 GMT
Beethoven: Coriolan Overture Beethoven: Piano Concerto No.4 Rachmaninov: Symphony No. 2Radu Lupu Paavo Jarvi Philharmonia Festival Hall The Beethoven was thrilling. The Rachmaninov was sumptuous. But let's face it, we were all there for... Radu Lupu. He didn't march onto the stage imperiously, this old man walked on meekly and with some humility to whoops from a very appreciative audience. From the very first notes, though, he was in command. Lupu's style, as his fingers danced over the keys, is to play very percussively, with each note ringing out separately from the others. During the quiet second movement, the effect was startling and forced my attention as the quiet trills penetrated the deep silence. I have not heard the Beethoven sound so complete, with a performance from both soloist and orchestra so in keeping, with timing so perfect, that they sounded as one. Indeed, Lupu looked appreciatively at Jarvi frequently while playing, at other times playing with his eyes closed. The audience called him back to the stage several times and we got an encore which I confess I did not recognise. Tonight I heard a master at work and am honoured to have heard him twice in my lifetime. I doubt there will be a third time.
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