United Kingdom PROM 9 – Brahms, Schoenberg, Mahler: Alice Coote (mezzo-soprano), BBC Scottish Symphony Orchestra / Ryan Wigglesworth (conductor). Royal Albert Corridor, London, 25.7.2024. (CK)
Brahms – Symphony No.3
Schoenberg – Verklärte Nacht
Mahler – Kindertotenlieder
On paper, this BBC Promenade programme seemed just a little odd: probably the most substantial piece – Brahms’s Third Symphony – opened the live performance and took up the primary half; Mahler’s Kindertotenlieder, which might usually be the principle (maybe solely) piece within the first half, got here final, following Schoenberg’s Verklärte Nacht within the model for string orchestra. As well as, it nearly appeared that the live performance was carried out by three totally different orchestras: all of them the BBC Scottish Symphony Orchestra after all, however very in another way constituted for every of their three musical choices. Such had been the contrasts between them that it was a shock to notice, as Andrew MacGregor reminded BBC Radio 3 listeners, that every one three fall inside a 20-year interval.
Did it work? Nicely, sure, it did. The marvellous opening of Brahms’s Third Symphony appeared to point some thinness of string tone – every part was a desk wanting the same old full complement, presumably for financial causes – however after the mellow burbling of the woodwind the taking part in grew in firmness and chew. That is music of heroic mood however unsure import: there’s a sense of ambiguities, of tensions held in stability however unresolved: this symphony doesn’t provide up its secrets and techniques as simply as the opposite three.
The center actions, much less sternly On Obligation, gave us the chance to benefit from the heat Brahmsian sound, rooted in cellos, horns, oboes and clarinets. Within the Andante there was a beautiful mix of wind and string harmonies and a beautiful fullness of tone, with wonderful sundown chords on trombones on the finish. Within the Poco allegretto the string tune, swish however with an ache in it, was handed across the sections of the orchestra, taken by the solo horn and gently embroidered by the woodwind earlier than the strings took it again.
The finale started with mysterious, quiet urgency till the trombones snapped the orchestra into life. There have been reminders that when Brahms imitates his grasp Beethoven he’s apt to look somewhat stiff within the joints; however then got here the attractive loping theme that rides so easily throughout the barlines. Ryan Wigglesworth ensured that there was loads of mild and shade within the taking part in: specifically, the passage because the music begins to settle into its last calm was magical, the romantic horns sounding nearly as if they’d received misplaced within the forest Scherzo of Mahler’s Fifth and turned up right here as a substitute. The efficiency was warmly acquired.
Wigglesworth and the BBC SSO strings had been delicate and attentive to all of the echoes and half-lights, alert to each nerve-ending within the first a part of Verklärte Nacht – although the primary stirrings within the depths needed to make their means up by a barrage of viewers coughing. Wigglesworth’s management of the ebb and move of the music, its important intimacy, was very spectacular: when affirmation lastly got here, it was tender somewhat than luxurious. They might not be the Vienna Philharmonic, however the taking part in of the BBC SSO strings was stunning sufficient: it had an honesty and intentness that commanded our consideration and respect. You may have heard a pin drop on the finish as their sounds started to spiral upwards and evanesce. There was a rapturous reception, totally deserved.
A confession. Not having shared the final enthusiasm when Alice Coote sang Zarathustra’s ‘Midnight Music’ within the Philharmonia’s efficiency of Mahler 3 final November (performed by Sir Mark Elder), I used to be making ready to focus on Mahler’s orchestration on this efficiency of Kindertotenlieder. How improper I used to be. Coote appeared capable of finding the suitable color in her voice for each vowel sound, particularly in its wealthy decrease register: no plushness for its personal sake, however a sensitivity to the textual content as high quality as something within the string writing in Verklärte Nacht. The singer has to inhabit these heartbreaking songs completely, in any other case there is no such thing as a level in singing them: however overdo the expression and also you danger tilting the cycle within the course of a dramatic scena for grieving mom or father (maybe the ultimate music is tilted this manner in Mahler’s dramatic setting). Coote was in a position to inflect every music with emotion – a form of helpless agony within the second, a determined try at affirmation within the fourth – by voice alone. She additionally appeared to grasp the place Mahler was going: making ready the bottom for Das Lied von der Erde, the place the solo voice is one amongst a number of – primus inter pares, maybe, however Mahler is ready to endow particular person devices with an eloquence that’s near speech, and to plot a spare texture by which the instrument is one voice, the soloist one other. Within the lonely solos for oboe, cor anglais and horn in Kindertotenlieder he’s already there.
It was a disgrace that we couldn’t emulate Coote’s stillness and focus between every music – every break produced a bout of coughing – however this was a really transferring efficiency. She stood nonetheless on the finish, locked into the environment of the songs, till nicely after the applause had began. She significantly beloved the Prommers, and so they beloved her. The truth that I haven’t talked about the taking part in of the BBC SSO and the sympathetic course of Ryan Wigglesworth all through the cycle mustn’t recommend that they’d no influence: they had been locked into this transformative expertise too, and all of the solos had been superbly taken.
Inserting the music cycle because the fruits of the live performance labored in any case, in a particular efficiency which allowed us to understand its greatness and to go away the corridor with its music in our minds and hearts. I shall lengthy bear in mind Alice Coote’s inflection of the final phrase of the final music.
A quick footnote: I used to be eventually Saturday’s Promenade 11, one of many two CBeebies Proms – Wildlife Jamboree – with one among my granddaughters, rising 5, and her mom: it was somewhat fantastic to see the Royal Albert Corridor filled with younger youngsters and their households.
Chris Kettle
