Berlioz, Tschaikowsky, Schostakowitsch
Now that it is safe to go hear the Russian State Symphony Orchestra again, after it has deposed Gorenstein, I have now heard it perform twice in six days. Tonight it played in the Tschaikowsky Hall, with a program that included very different works by Berlioz, Tschaikowsky, and Schostakowitsch. The orchestra handled all three idiomatically, switching styles with ease from one to the next. That it did not shine as much as it did last Thursday I can attribute to the different acoustics of the hall – the Tschaikowsky Hall is simply not in the same league as the Conservatory. However, this orchestra clearly enjoys life much more than it used to until recently, a joy that comes across in its playing.
The Romanian conductor Ion Marin took the podium with equal excitement. The concert opened with a cheerful rendition of the Roman Carnival Overture by Berlioz. The mood switched from upbeat to pensive for Tschaikowsky’s Variations on a Rococo theme, with Ivan Karizna as the cello soloist. Karizna is a 19-year-old Byelorussian, student at the Moscow Conservatory. Oddly, from my vantage point, he looked a bit like Marin, and could have passed as the conductor’s illegitimate son.
Karizna produced a pleasant sound, and his agile fingers handled all the variations well from a technical perspective. But he missed something, as his playing lacked depth. At 19, he has plenty of time to mature. He returned to the stage for an encore – a solo cello piece I did not recognize, that required additional showmanship. Again, he could perform it technically very well, but still lacked something. I also think his cello caught a cold between the Tschaikowsky and the encore, as it rasped a bit too much during the encore, a tone that was only rarely present during the Tschaikowsky and which was not required to interpret the encore.
After the intermission came Schostakowitsch’s 6th Symphony. This is a strange work, which Schostakowitsch described as showing “spring, joy, and youth,” but which instead has Schostakowitsch’s typically bitter and foreboding tones. Employing another musical language from Berlioz and Tschaikowsky, the orchestra spoke Schostakowitsch fluently as well.