Stravinsky, Schostakowitsch, Prokofiev
I rushed up from Washington to Philadelphia in time to hear Valery Gergiev conduct the Philadelphia Orchestra in three very different symphonies by Russian composers. What Stravinsky’s Symphony in C, Schostakowitsch’s 9th, and Prokofiev’s 5th had in common was intriguing rhythmic combinations, which make them fun, if difficult, to play. The Philadelphians proved themselves up for the challenge.
The Stravinsky might be the oddest of the lot. Written over a period of a couple of years, it is not quite clear that the composer ever had a clear vision or plan for this work. The creativity came in the rhythmic shifts and juxtapositions across the instruments. A medium-sized orchestration never became too overpowering, and the Philadelphians played the work with dexterous delicacy: tender moments prevailing through jarring jabs of sound.
In some respects, the orchestra sounded as though it had started the concert by going mostly through motions, taking a while to warm up during the piece. The playing was fine, but some sparkle lacked at the outset. Part of that may have been Stravinsky’s lack of clarity in this work. Certainly, by the time the Schostakowitsch came, the Orchestra was now ready.
Schostakowitsch’s work marks a triumph of his own spirit at a time of triumph for his country. The communists expected a major work to crown their victory in the Second World War, and Schostakowitsch gave them a sarcastic one. The work dances – maybe not with as much syncopation as Stravinsky’s or with the balletic sweeps of the Prokofiev that followed, but nevertheless it showed a certain celebration alternating with dark brooding. Although Soviet Russia had defeated Nazi Germany, it remained Soviet Russia, its peoples enslaved. The irony did not escape notice that the Orchestra took its cues from Gergiev, a close friend of (and apologist for) current Russian strongman Vladimir Putin. But politics aside (and sticking to music-making), Gergiev successfully shaped this symphony with his clawing fingers, giving it a fuller and more meaningful reading than the Stravinsky.
The Prokofiev symphony after the intermission provided something more in line with what the communist regime would have wanted. Written shortly before the end of the European war, as the Red Army advanced to liberate (and re-enslave) Eastern Europe, Prokofiev could use dramatic language and large forces to portray both the uplifting triumph and sad laments of the battlefield, while still maintaining a modern musical language characterized by its own dancing rhythms. The Orchestra’s sound came across full when it had to, but the solo lines throughout emerged with sensitivity and virtuosity.