Two young guys called
Ben graced the BBC Philharmonic platform at the Bridgewater Hall on Saturday –
looking almost like Ant and Dec if you let your imagination wander.
Twenty-seven year old
Ben Gernon had just been announced as the orchestra’s new Principal Guest
Conductor (while predecessor John Storgårds now rejoices in the title of Chief
Guest Conductor … it almost seems a bout of alternative facts is coming on),
and this was his Bridgewater Hall début. Piano concerto soloist was Benjamin
Grosvenor, a virtuoso Manchester knows well.
Stickless throughout,
Gernon began with Beethoven’s ‘Eroica’
symphony, played with what today are considered modest string forces of 41
– although three times what Beethoven had for the premiere – and with modern
timpani. So it wasn’t to be a ‘period’ performance in sound quality, but the
grunt of five double basses gave real bite in the nether regions.
It was, at least at
first, very much in the spirit of classicism in other ways, though – brisk
speeds, crisp articulation, drama in the vivid contrasts of loud and soft.
Gernon managed to combine this with a degree of sophistication that is not
always apparent, as the famous approach to the first movement’s reprise was all
smoothness and (at the point where the horn makes his unexpected entry) he made
the harmonic clash dim almost to extinction.
In my score, Beethoven
apparently thought it a good idea to repeat the first movement opening section,
but the BBC had set a target of 45 minutes for the duration of the entire work,
so what did he know? The non-repeat actually changed the movement’s whole
centre of gravity, making the coda its main musical statement – and in due
course allowing the fourth movement to become the weightiest of them all.
That was one
stimulating aspect of Gernon’s reading – a thoroughly goal-orientated balance
to a work that can alternatively be a battle of equal and opposing forces. The
other was the presentation of the funeral march second movement. This was a
real lament, no mere formality, the woodwind interjecting like a stabbing pain
and the climax in the central episode, when it came, quite spine-tingling.
The Scherzo was fast
and slick, a wild hunting ride, and tinged with growing excitement, and so the
finale (with its allusion to Prometheus) came as a giant exulting in his
strength. There were no doubts now: rhythmic energy and the clash of
contrapuntal lines were something to revel in and served to create a
magnificent rush of optimism.
Benjamin Grosvenor was
soloist in Saint-Saëns’ Piano Concerto
no. 2 – a great display piece for a pianist but one that hardly usually
plumbs the depths (what stays with you is the ear-worm of a second-movement
scherzo). But there were depths to be plumbed, and Grosvenor found them in his
tender, poetic playing of the lyrical theme in the first movement.
Liaison between solo
and orchestra was a little slippery at one point there, but there were no such
problems in the second. Grosvenor dazzled throughout, making it not just a
conventional show-off but a thing of some subtlety – in which he was matched by
the BBC Philharmonic under Gernon. The finale was another tour de force for the
soloist, brilliantly delivered, with the Philharmonic, mostly, keeping up.
Debussy’s La Mer had the same clarity and textural
control as the Beethoven symphony, though now with 62 strings (among them 12
cellos, the better to render the four-part passage where Debussy actually asks
for 16 players). The Philharmonic is at its best making a rich and glorious
sound with all hands on deck, leader Yuri Torchinsky played the violin solos
beautifully, and the climax of ‘From dawn to mid-day on the sea’ was very
effective, if a shade over-percussive.
In the ‘Games of
Waves’ scherzo, woodwind and brass soloists showed what they were made of, too,
and there was delicacy and a sense of atmosphere throughout. Gernon knows how
to give his musicians the freedom to do what they do best.
The finale (‘Dialogue
of the wind and the sea’) had drama and tension from the outset, and Gernon saw
the structural necessity of relaxing it, big-time, at the right moment before whipping
things up again for a dynamic ending.
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