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Simpatico
with the ASO: Yo-Yo Ma.
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Double
and Triple Delight
By
B.A. Nilsson
Albany
Symphony Orchestra, Yo-Yo Ma
Palace
Theatre, Jan. 20
There was no better example of the rapport among cellist Yo-Yo
Ma and the trio of musicians who performed with him in Albany
than their encore, the slow movement from Brahms’s Piano
Quartet No. 3. Like the other works on the program, it
featured the cello, but, this being the work of Brahms, once
the other instruments kicked in, the byplay was sinuous and
rich and the players—violinists Jonathan Gandelsman and Colin
Jacobsen (the latter on viola for this work) and pianist Joel
Fan—could have played an evening’s worth of this stuff and
I would have been delighted.
On the other hand, has there ever been a major symphony orchestra
concert before that featured both Brahms’s Double Concerto
and Beethoven’s Triple Concerto? It’s rare enough to
hear one of them, what with the price of soloists these days,
but I suspect that this pairing is unprecedented. With Yo-Yo
Ma as the headliner, it also verges on the unbelievable, but
it’s a mark of his rapport with the Albany Symphony and conductor
David Alan Miller (he’s performed with them twice before)
that he chose them—and us—to receive this bounty.
The concert opened with the latest in the American Memories
series of new works that were commissioned to be performed
throughout the season. To Poestenkill is a short, evocative
work by Chinese-born Bun-Ching Lam, now living in Vermont
and New York. As she explained, the piece is intended to capture
a cycle of seasons at her summer home, which it does through
an accomplished use of orchestral texture. Following a stormy,
percussion-rich intro, we settled into an autumnal landscape
of strings. Spring was introduced with a cello solo, nicely
played (and reinforcing the theme of the evening), and led
into a harmonious finish that resolved the tension otherwise
informing the work.
Speaking of tension: Brahms sullied a decades-long friendship
with violinist Joseph Joachim by sticking up for Joachim’s
wife during an angry divorce. As a reconciliation gesture,
Brahms wrote a concerto for violin, cello, and orchestra that
premiered in 1887. The Double Concerto opens with a
sweeping cello cadenza, and Ma, who seems to be at home with
any kind of music, was its master, his gorgeous tone filling
the hall as he set the pace for a rich, romantic experience.
Violinist Jacobsen—like the other soloists, a part of Ma’s
Silk Road Project for the last few years—was the cellist’s
equal, which is vital for this piece. Although it couldn’t
be a more Brahmsian piece, there’s a Baroque-style interplay
between the violin and cello, accented with harmonized trills
and runs that keep it lively. The slow movement features one
of the composer’s most endearing ballad themes (it served
a soap opera once upon a time), and both orchestra and soloists
were at top form in making it work. There’s an obvious simpatico
between Ma and Miller, and the players were giving their best,
blending into what seems to be a single organism, thinking
and breathing and singing as one.
Both of these big concertos finish with a lively, dance-like
rondo, something to kick up the heels after the solemn middle
movement. In Beethoven’s case, his Triple Concerto
has only a token slow movement before the dancing begins.
It’s the least of the composer’s several concertos, a work
that is relentlessly amiable and yet one that never hits the
heights of, say, the violin concerto. It’s nevertheless a
treat, and has inspired a slew of recent recordings, and it
makes a fascinating contrast in concert with the concerto
by Brahms.
To write convincingly for a trio of soloists again harkens
to the Baroque, in particular Bach’s Brandenburg Concerto
No. 5. Often the keyboard is pitted against the strings,
so to speak, with call-and-response passages or to develop
an idea. Pianist Fan was superb, his sense of timing a delight
as he aced through the filigree of Beethoven’s long lines
without rushing and with a keen sense of the wit the music
warrants. Likewise, violinist Gandelsman clearly knew his
way through the style of the composer, although he ran into
a few bowing problems with some of the humoresque passages.
Not surprisingly, the concert packed the Palace and the audience
rose with delight at its conclusion.
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