Eckart Preu and the Long Beach Symphony. |
REVIEW
Long Beach Symphony at the Terrace Theater, Long Beach Performing Arts Center
DAVID J BROWN
On the first Saturday in June, Eckart Preu’s inaugural season as Music Director of the LBSO came to a splendid conclusion with an all-Russian program that drew a chronological arc between a fount of that nation's concert music and one of the two most popular piano concertos in the world, via a lesser-known symphony (with which it shares the same home key) by the composer of the other most popular piano concerto in the world – though the order of items didn’t proceed in that sequence.
Rachmaninoff in 1906: four years after the première of the Second Piano Concerto. |
Fortunately, right from the outset the Chinese-born pianist Fei-Fei Dong and Maestro Preu showed smart heads firmly in command of, respectively, 10 astonishingly nimble digits, and a baton that conveyed supple responsiveness to both her playing and the dictates of the score.
Ms. Dong’s account of the opening unaccompanied progression of chords, though taken (like almost all performances apart from Stephen Hough’s remarkable Hyperion recording) well below Rachmaninoff’s metronome mark of half note = 66, was meticulous in its dynamic growth from pp to ff and crystal clear in articulation with very sparing use of the sustaining pedal. And if the opening statement on the strings of the first movement’s main theme nearly submerged her, well fair enough: the solo part here does comprise accompanying figuration while Rachmaninoff asks for the violins and violas to play out the theme fortissimo con passione, which they did with a lowering intensity that was almost brutal.
Fei-Fei Dong. |
The finale was marked by much deliciously precise tossing back and forth of melodic fragments between pianist and orchestra, so that for once the movement really lived up to its Allegro scherzando marking, with all the twists and turns therein relished for the virtuosic tour de force that it is, rather than – as one sometimes feels – just a “get-it-over-and-done-with” preparation for the Big Tune. Nonetheless, that great Maestoso moment when it came worked its magic as ever on the audience, whose cheers of appreciation were rewarded by a charming native Chinese encore from Ms. Dong.
Glinka in 1840: Portrait by J. F. Yanenko. |
Maestro Preu and the LBSO gave sonorous weight to Kamarinskaya’s opening page, making it seem more like the portentous start to a symphony than a “Fantasy on two Russian Folksongs.” The piece doesn’t turn up too often in concerts, so it was good that here it received a performance that not only keenly distinguished between those two Russian folksongs, the slightly somber and haunting “Wedding Song” and then the endlessly downward-tripping “Dance”, but also elucidated the skill with which Glinka intertwines them.
Tchaikovsky’s encomium that “all of the Russian symphonic school is contained in Glinka’s Kamarinskaya, just as all of an oak tree is in the acorn” was justly earned. (To appreciate how extraordinarily original this piece is, it’s well worth seeking out some of Glinka's previous orchestral works – fluently central European in style, and arguably sounding more like early Schubert than anything else, impossible though it would have been for him of all Classical masters to have been an influence!)
Tchaikovsky’s encomium that “all of the Russian symphonic school is contained in Glinka’s Kamarinskaya, just as all of an oak tree is in the acorn” was justly earned. (To appreciate how extraordinarily original this piece is, it’s well worth seeking out some of Glinka's previous orchestral works – fluently central European in style, and arguably sounding more like early Schubert than anything else, impossible though it would have been for him of all Classical masters to have been an influence!)
Katia Popov. |
Tchaikovsky photographed some time between 1880 (the year he revised the “Little Russian” Symphony) and 1886. |
I did think he took the solo-timpani-introduced second movement just a shade too slowly, so that the insouciance Tchaikovsky maybe sought to convey with his ambiguous Andantino marziale, quasi moderato marking came across as a little muted. However, the following Scherzo sparkled as it should, while the Finale was nicely poised between the implications of its hefty 1812-ish opening, and then the contrasting and rather breathlessly tripping folksong (so reminiscent in its motion of Kamarinskaya!) plus lyrical second melody out of which the movement is mostly woven.
Maestro Preu and the orchestra handled the back-and-forth between them with an aplomb that cheerfully embraced this movement’s rather sectional nature, and made me think that he might well be a fine Bruckner conductor (cf. in particular the finale of that composer’s Third Symphony, with its alternations between grandiose chorale and nonchalant ländler) – maybe one day we will find out! Meanwhile, this season finale was rounded off with an affectionately chirpy account of the “Dance of the Little Swans” from Act Two of Swan Lake as encore. Roll on next season…
Maestro Preu and the orchestra handled the back-and-forth between them with an aplomb that cheerfully embraced this movement’s rather sectional nature, and made me think that he might well be a fine Bruckner conductor (cf. in particular the finale of that composer’s Third Symphony, with its alternations between grandiose chorale and nonchalant ländler) – maybe one day we will find out! Meanwhile, this season finale was rounded off with an affectionately chirpy account of the “Dance of the Little Swans” from Act Two of Swan Lake as encore. Roll on next season…
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Long Beach Symphony Orchestra, Terrace Theater, Saturday, June 2, 2018, 8 p.m.
Photos: Glinka: Wikimedia Commons; Eckart Preu: CaughtInTheMoment.com; Fei-Fei Dong: Ellen Appel–Mike Moreland, Courtesy Concert Artists Guild; Rachmaninoff: Courtesy Moscovery; Katia Popov: Barbra Porter, courtesy LACO; Tchaikovsky: Wikimedia Commons.
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