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OVERALL NOISE RATING:
The Noise Rating Index is a partially-objective measurement of pager and handphone blasts, 9pm and 10pm watch beeps, coughing-during-the-pianissimo-bits, intra-audience conversation and other mind-bogglingly inept noises emitted in the concert hall during actual performance of music. It is measured on a scale of 0 to 5, in increasing annoyance.
by Chia Han-Leon, Johann D'Souza and William Beh
Well, I have to say that he didn't disappoint, and it made for a
most interesting night at the Vic. The programming itself was slightly
unusual, with all-Beethoven symphonic music before and all-Liszt
concertante music after the interval. (It was also puzzling that,
given the popularity of the items and two "no-lose" composers, the
concert was not totally sold out. [Exam season for the kids lah. - Ed.])
Sakari also rearranged the orchestral seating, switching the double
basses and percussion to opposite sides of the stage, First and Second Violins on his left
and right respectively, with the cellos inside left, in front of the
double basses, and the violas in their customary position inside
right. This alone hinted that there would be some changes from the
usual orchestral sonorities we'd been hearing week in and out.
Therefore, it was a bit of a letdown when the Coriolan
Overture began in a somewhat tepid manner; Sakari's tempos were
characteristically deliberate and on the slow side. After the initial
"warming up", though, the orchestra responded magnificently, with high
marks all round. Better still, it also carried over into the Beethoven
First Symphony, with the woodwinds playing at the best I've
heard all season.
Again, Sakari tackled it with very telling rubato - I've never
heard Beethoven played like this - and this eccentricity actually came
off quite well. I'm not sure I'd go so far as to repeatedly listen to
something like this record (perhaps not for Beethoven, anyway) but in
the spontaniety of the performance, this form of music making is
exactly why people still go to 'live' concerts.
The discordant opening notes were effectively ambiguous and led
into the incisive Allegro of the first movement nicely. The
Andante cantabile flowed along with some grace, but the
Menuetto and trio was much too slow at the strolling pace
which Sakari adopted. It completely belied the breakneck pace and
witty musical phrasing of the last movement, which brought the
symphony to a resounding conclusion.
The concert continued after the interval with Ovchinnikov's
"fingers of steel" (I didn't coin this superheroic phrase, I just saw
it on the concert poster) first hammering out Liszt's potboiler, the
Totentanz, and then the First Piano Concerto.
Sakari and the orchestra accompanied splendidly (again, full marks
to everyone) but Ovchinnikov, of course, had the lion's share of the
attention. Baring some glaring slips in both pieces, he tossed off the
music with great panache and amazing technique, not to mention the
amount of energy that he projected from the keyboard. Not
surprisingly, the applause at the end just went on and on and on,
until he finally obliged with an encore.
It was both a pity and a puzzlement that, given the popularity of
the works and composers, not to mention two eminent guest
artistes, the concert was not totally sold out. Perhaps Sakari's
singular approach might not appeal to everyone, but there is no
denying the artistry of his reading.
BEETHOVEN: By Chia Han-Leon
This operatic influence was readily apparent in the conducting style of Petri Sakari, former Chief Conductor of the Iceland Symphony Orchestra, presently MD of the Lohja Symphony Orchestra (Finland), and upcoming Chief Conductor of the Gävle Symphony Orchestra of Sweden.
Sakari and the SSO produced a solid performance of the Coriolan Overture. Considering the orchestra tends to need to warm up, they sounded great from the start, with good smooth textures and powerful timps (hey, Jon!). In terms of interpretation, Sakari paced very well, resulting in a reading full of the sense of breath as well as momentum, but avoiding rush. Bravo.
Sakari appears to belong to the class of conductors who prefer phrasing to beating (crudely speaking; loosely include opera and chorus conductors here). Rather than direct rhythms or pulse of the music, he tends much more to mould the phrases. The result is that this Beethoven No.1 sounds more smoothed over, with only a moderate level of "contrast". Technically the performance is good, but it lacks personality, or even "risk".
On the other hand, there is an interesting tradeoff in the form of the third movement. As William has pointed out (see sidebar), Sakari's view of it is rather slowish - far from the implied scherzo nature of the music. But look, the movement marking is "Menuetto", or minuet - which is a moderately-paced dance. It seems to me that the dramatist in Sakari has decided to interpret the movement as a dance as such; hence, the effect of this interpretation is that it is more smooth and dancey, than it is "scherzic". My main reservation is that it still rather too weighty and lacking contrast.
Just as Sakari appeared to be going into the Andante after the first movement, the audience clapped. In that briefest of pauses, the smattering of noise disrupted him. It was clear that the symphonic atmosphere had been broken. Now listen, there is a very good reason why we do not clap in between movements, especially in a symphony. The reason is: a symphony, although it is a multi-part work, is meant to be a coherent whole. The "atmosphere" in which one movement ends connects to the next. When people clap indiscriminately (or naively), it destroys that atmosphere - the sensation is like having one's train of thought disrupted, which is what happened to Mr S T Coleridge when he was writing Kubla Khan... but that's another story...
The Andante was actually rather fast, and similarly more dancelike rather than the "cantabile" ("song-like") as indicated. Again, I am tempted to attribute this to the more "operatic" outlook of Sakari's interpretation. In the finale, things got more exciting. The reading was sensitively detailed and more colourful. More contrast of the different lines, more bite and more "blood rush".
The alternative seating arrangement of the orchestra should have produced some interesting orchestral colours and transparency - but actually, it didn't happen. I found that the middle voices were absent, while the upper and lower instruments took "centrestage". As a result, the colour range actually diminished.
Overall, the performance was even, though I won't exactly say refined. The spirit and faith with which Sakari conducted the concert was admirable, both he and the orchestra skilled. These qualities have also been demonstrated in his recent Naxos recordings of Sibelius (start here). Here then, is a case of me agreeing with the technical skill, but not the interpretation.
LISZT: By Johann D'Souza
Ovchinikov returns to our shores for the third time having already played in previous years at the Piano Festival and in Feb 1998 when he played Tchaikovsky's Piano Concerto No.1 (reviewed here) to a rousing reception. Once again the Russian did not disappoint, every feature of a world-class performer was once again displayed, from dynamic catapulting of hands across the keyboard to intricate filigree skimming across the higher registers. Every aspect of his playing was taken on with Lisztian precision.
The chords are sardonic and dark, and the opening pounding ostinato depicts this. Ovchinikov, with his iron-clad fingers, was able to go above the orchestra despite its volume. At many parts of the piece, the SSO could have been a shade more quiet to allow the pianist a bit more expressive leeway.
This piece also confirms why his contemporaries called Liszt the "mephisto-Abbe" - different textures of the piano become evident, with characteristics of Paganinian difficulties thrown in for the piano. Ovchinnikov played with masterly confidence and there was never any sign of faltering in his technique; tonight we only saw the professionalism and expertise which he had always displayed in previous occasions.
While this piece may be dark in nature with the Dies Irae theme, there is a small section in the middle in which Liszt expresses as transcendence over death. It is here where Ovchinnikov brought out this ray of hope with his beautiful playing.
The Piano Concerto No.1 opened in grandiloquent fashion only for it to be marred by an inconsiderate member of the audience who had the audacity to let her handphone ring on, and to run out of the auditorium to answer it. The concert hall management and security should know better and not allowed her back in - I sincerely hope more restrictions will be instituted. This could well be a world’s first for the hall and a welcome precedent for concertgoers around the world. (Would the concert hall management please take note of this for the upcoming piano festival).
That the concertois so often underrated is sad because it has some beautiful sections, displaying both virtuosity and introspectiveness. Liszt brings out the best out of the pianist where one is expected to display technique, like the emphasis on notes of a chordic nature pivoting on the thumbs of both hands - this was something Ovchinnikov demonstrated with style and finesse. This is extremely difficult and one can only imagine the hours of practice that went into perfecting this.
Ovchinikov possesses a gentle touch in the left hand, as seen in the quieter moments, which was further demonstrated by the use of the sustained pedal. This lingering sound penetrated the silence long after the key is struck, reverberating to fill the air. Ovchinnikov followed a strict tempo and only opened up when the solo woodwind accompaniment demanded this.
The gigantic recapitulation at the end was approached with huge ferocity, yet never at any moment was the soloist out of control.
For the encore Ovchinnikov dedicated Liszt's La Campanella to his Singaporean friends in the audience.
It is a not a wonder now, after hearing him, why John Ogdon almost pipped Vladimir Ashkenazy in the 1962 Second Tchaikovsky finals because when played well, this concerto brings out the best out of a pianist, both visually for the audience and emotionally for the listener.
Isn't it an awfully awesome coincidence that
Leon works in the IT industry, Johann also works in the IT industry and William also works in the IT industry. What is the world coming to?
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