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Susan Elkin reviews: Prom 11 August 2021

BBC Prom- Aurora Orchestra Nicholas Collon 11th August

Full biography - Aurora OrchestraEverything in this concert was beautifully played. First we had a warm, intelligent account of Rachmaninov’s Rhapsody on a Theme of Paganini with Pavel Kolesnikov at the piano. Each and every one of the 24 variations was spelled out with sensitive attention to all those different styles especially in the pizzicato variation and the frenetic finale.

Then, eventually, we got magnificent performance of Firebird with every nuance lovingly leaned on. Because this is Aurora Orchestra (founded by Nicholas Collon in 2005) most of the players stood up for both works and the Stravinsky was played from memory which meant that players maintained continuous eye contact with the conductor and each other and that introduces a very unusual level of cohesion. Of course this is a narrative piece – it’s ballet music after all – and I have rarely heard the story telling so clear or so well articulated. The moment in this performance when the horn breaks in with that final haunting hymn-like tune will stay with me for a long time because Collon made it grow from the previous pianissimo passage like a flower bursting into bloom. The low level attempt at “staging” by altering the lighting, added nothing though. There was enough drama in the music. It needed no highlighting.

Having said all that though there were problems – at least as far I was concerned. The concert was introduced by Tom Service on stage. Now although I listen regularly to his informative Radio 3 programme The Listening Service and admire his fluent, knowledgeable enthusiasm, I don’t need Mr Service to tell me what I’m going to hear or to whip up applause with arm gestures like a pantomime character. I go to concerts for the music and really don’t care for any sort of chat in that context.

Moreover, In the middle of this concert we got a 20 minute musicology/music appreciation lesson – the sort of thing I associate with concerts for young audiences. It was well enough done in its way although I don’t relish being asked to hum. Service and Collon are an effective double act and Collon talked about Stravinsky’s use of intervals, illustrated by Aurora players quite interestingly. Orchestra members even sang a couple of songs which are part of the source material for Firebird. But you can get this sort of thing on the radio if you want it. In a concert hall I want music and in this case I would much preferred to have heard an extra work.

I also found myself irritated that in a concert billed as “no interval” audience members had to talk among themselves for 10 minutes while music stands and piano were taken off stage and various other bits of stage management were attended to. Several people, puzzled, tried to slip out and were turned back by staff.

It was, however, a good idea to run this concert twice. I attended the afternoon performance as part of a good sized audience. It was the later, evening performance which went out live on Radio 3.

This review was first published by Lark Reviews: https://www.larkreviews.co.uk/?p=6586

BBC Prom: Scottish Symphony Orchestra. Martyn Brabbins 6th August 2021

It was interesting programming – and apparently unprecedented at the Proms – to pair Pergolesi and Stravinsky as a way of highlighting the influence of the former on the latter. Of course we now know that the direct source material for Pulcinella came from his early eighteenth century contemporise rather than from Pergolesi himself but the influence is clear for all that.

We began with an exquisitely moving account of Pegolesi’s Stabat Mater with the blending of voices – Carolyn Sampson, soprano and Tim Mead, counter-tenor – so subtle that at times it sounded like a single person miraculously able to sing two lines. The crystalline, vibrato-free purity was magical too. Then there was the Quae moerebat in which Mead and the orchestra duetted with subtle sensitivity like a baton being passed back and forth. The final Quando corpus morietur – the ultimate moment in a mother’s anguish for her son – was an edge-of-seat, lump-in-throat moment and it’s just as well that Pergolesi provides a relatively jolly Amen after it or the very well deserved applause would have felt inappropriate.

Brabbins (a short notice substitute for Joana Carneiro) is an unassuming conductor and a safe pair of hands in the best possible sense. He knows exactly how to deliver this gorgeous quasi-operatic eighteenth century stuff with all its colourfulness, variety and precision. He beats time unashamedly and the cohesion was spot on.

Then after the interval came a real change of mood – marked even before it started by the entrance of Carolyn Sampson in scarlet dress with glittery jewellery rather than the simple sober black she’d worn for the first half. The original 1919/20 version of Pulcinella was a hybrid “ballet in one act with song” and this is what was performed at this concert although many of us may be more familiar with the shorter orchestral suite which Stravinsky arranged later in 1920.

Sampson was joined by tenor Benjamin Hulett and bass Simon Shibambu all of whom did a good job especially in the Andante when the three come together as in an opera by, say, Mozart until the tenor leads off into some unlikely harmonies before his challenging patter song – all delivered by Hulett with warmth.

I also admired the verve of all that off-beat pizzicato scrupulously played by SSO and stressed by Brabbins as the winds deliver their many solos in this sparky narrative tale of skulduggery and love told in a series of reworked eighteenth century. And the dramatic jazzy trombone solo is always fun. The unexpected glissandi rang out with wit, thanks to principal trombonist, Simon Johnson who earned his moment of individual applause at the end.

This review was first published by Lark Reviews: https://www.larkreviews.co.uk/?p=6579

BBC Prom – Royal Philharmonic Orchestra Vasily Petrenko- 4th August

Vasily Petrenko | IMG Artists

Reshaping was the theme of this concert: Ralph Vaughan Williams reinventing Thomas Tallis, Respighi constructing a concerto based on plainchant and Mendelssohn responding to the Reformation, complete with protestant chorale. And it was noteworthy for another reason: Vasily Petrenko is RPO’s new Principal Conductor and this was his first concert in that role although he has, of course, conducted RPO many times before.

The opening Fantasia on a Theme by Thomas Tallis was glorious. The Royal Albert Hall acoustic and the distancing of the nine piece chamber orchestra on a higher level at the back ensured that every note and cadence sang with all the required wistful poignance. The musical rapport between them, the main orchestra and the string quartet at its heart ensured that we heard nuances that no recording ever captures.

Ottorino Respighi’s 1921 Concerto Gregoriano was new to me – and I expect to most of the audience. It gets few outings and this was its first performance at the Proms. It was also a Proms debut for diminutive Japanese violinist Sayaka Shoji who is 38 but looks two decades younger. It’s a substantial, ambitious work, often modal and inspired by Gregorian chant. Maybe Respighi tried to pack too much in because it feels pretty indigestible. Perhaps he should have taken the reshaping even further and made it into two concerti. Nonetheless Shoji seemed to play it with aplomb although I have no other performances to compare it with. I liked her beautiful sostenuto double stopping in the Andante and the intriguing passages in the finale when violin and timpani were centre stage (put me in mind of the much later Patricia Kopatchinskaja cadenza for the Beethoven concerto) and another nice bit with horns.

Mendelssohn’s D major symphony, ‘Reformation’ has never quite achieved the popularity of his earlier ones which is a pity because there are some splendid things in it – although it is arguably the most disjointed of Mendelssohn’s first five symphonies. Under Petrenko’s strange, fluid (is he double jointed?), octopus-like finger waving control the chorale ‘Ein feste Burg ist unser Gott’ was a delight and principal flautist Emer McDonough certainly deserved the applause Petrenko directed her way at the end. There was pleasing lightness from the woodwind in the Allegro vivace and admirable clarity and cohesion from the strings in the Andante. We got a deal of warmth and excitement too partly because of Petrenko’s ability to create – almost choreograph – the quietest possible piano and pianissimo passages.

This review was first published by Lark Reviews https://www.larkreviews.co.uk/?p=6575

OK, let’s get it out of the way. Kipling was an imperialist. He was also a fine story teller and poet. I am firmly convinced that you have to separate the creator from the art. I don’t refuse to listen to Wagner because he inspired the Nazis or to Gesualdo’s madrigals because he killed his wife. Neither do I reject the beauty of Eric Gill’s art (over the door at Broadcasting House, for instance) because of the sculptor’s appalling abuse of his daughters.

Many people – nurtured on what it is arguably the best animated film Disney has ever made, immortalised by George Bruns’s wonderful score and songs by Terry Gilkyson and the Sherman brothers – don’t realise that The Jungle Book (1894) is a collection of short stories (and seven related poems). The first three stories are about Mowgli and the other four are about something else.

“Rikki-Tikki-Tavi”, for instance, is the powerful story of a mongoose who protects the (colonial) family, whose garden he lives in, from the malevolence of a pair of cobras. It’s colourful, exciting and rhythmic. Amazingly, considering how distant it was from every day experience in Kent,  it was one of the best read-aloud stories I ever found in 36 years of teaching English. Classes would tell each other about it and arrive at the lesson begging me to read to them “that story you read to 2M the other day”. Yes, Kipling knew how to tell a good story. “The White Seal” is a compelling tale, set in the Pacific.  Sadly “Toomai of the Elephants” focuses too much on beating animals into submission for my 21st century sensibilities and “Servants of the Queen” is a very strange story about hierarchy – including, and among, animals – in the British army in India.

Well, I hadn’t opened The Jungle Book for some years until now and am amused to discover that the battered old copy which has been around for as long as I can remember (was it my father’s?) is dated 1895 and illustrated by Kipling’s only son John who died in WW1 and two others.  The Mowgli stories were plundered by Robert Baden Powell, with permission from his friend Rudyard Kipling, for the nomenclature for his junior scout movement in 1916 – hence “cubs”, “Akela”, “the grand howl” and so on although a lot of that has been toned down in the UK in recent years. In many ways those stories, courtesy of both Baden Powell and Disney (whose interpretation was … err … loose) have bedded down to become an established part of our culture whatever we think about Kipling’s imperialism.

So how do they read now? Well, the use of a clumsy form of 16th century English (“Art thou hurt”?) to denote a language which is not English whether spoken by animals or humans, seems unbearably twee now. I hope newer editions, now that Kipling is long out of copyright, edit this out. The anthropomorphism sometimes grates too because it’s inconsistent. Yes, animals care for their young, hunt to eat and so on but they don’t conduct carefully orchestrated vendettas, lay plans or strike bargains. And the idea of Shere Khan, the tiger, being the baddie simply because he’s at the top of the food chain doesn’t sit right in 2021. He ends up skinned too which is positively repugnant in an age when thinking people are doing all they can to protect tigers.

And yet …Kipling keeps you turning the pages. You have to know what happens because he makes you care.  His characters have dignity – and that’s very welcome, however unfashionable it is. The stories also celebrate qualities like loyalty and friendship. Occasionally his arresting use of language leaps joyfully off the page: Bagheera hurrying at a “panther-canter” or someone waking to “blinding warm rain” for example.   Moreover in a story like “Rikki-Tikki-Tavi” there’s a thriller element, carefully psyched up by a man who knew exactly what he was doing.

Yes, The Jungle Book is worth a reread as long as you make allowances for a totally different culture – historical, social and political.

 Jungle BookNext week on Susan’s Bookshelves: Fingersmith by Sarah Waters

I try to read eclectically although there are some genres (horror, science fiction and fantasy for example) that I really don’t like. I can’t really be doing with anything too horrifically violent either. Of the ten books or so I read each month I suppose roughly one third is new fiction, including a young adult one occasionally. A second third is re-reads, usually of trusty old favourites some of them written centuries ago.  And the rest are crime fiction – my bolt hole for switching off. I also take in the odd non-fiction book.

And short stories are good occasionally because you can dip in and out.

I’ve gobbled up all Peter James’s Roy Grace crime novels and some of his standalones so I was curious to see what his short stories were like. The answer is: varied. The selection which makes up The Twist of the Knife have obviously been written at different times – some decades ago and others quite recent. And they certainly reflect the themes and things which James is preoccupied with. For example, in no particular order: prestige watches, dating agencies, sailing and the supernatural. These, and other interests, crop up repeatedly.

Fascinating, though to read the short story which he wrote years ago about a man buried alive in a stag night prank. Later James realised that this idea has more potential than he had exploited in a short story and he used it as the main plot line in the opening novel in the Roy Grace series. Clearly a good decision.

I also liked the macabre account of a woman whose loving and beloved husband dies on their yacht in mid ocean. It takes her two weeks to get it solo to Sri Lanka where she makes an unexpected life-changing discovery. Then there’s the true story about a wealthy Italian woman who smuggled some impressionist paintings to America. We also get Roy Grace as young copper on his first case and, in another story, a sort of Roy Grace Christmas special. Some stories are very short. Others are more detailed. Most feature quite nasty people getting their comeuppance, one way or another. Just deserts – very satisfying.

At the same time I’ve been reading Chekhov short stories upstairs in my screen-free bedroom. I salvaged Lady with Lapdog and Other Stories, translated by David Magarshack from my neighbour’s on street help-yourself pile after she’d had a clearout.

They’re (a bit!) different from Peter James as you’d expect but often it’s still a case of amoral people hitting the buffers. I learned recently from Michael Pennington’s one man show Anton Chekhov that the Russian playwright wrote over 600 short stories, mainly to pay the bills. Of course I know his drama but until now the stories had passed me by. They too are good to visit without the need to read them all at once if you don’t want to.

Next week on Susan’s Bookshelves: The Jungle Book by Rudyard Kipling

 

 

 

Show: Around the World In Eighty Days

Society: Spontaneous Productions

Venue: The Bowling Green, Mayow Park. Mayow Road, London

Credits: Adapted by Jonathan Kaufman and Jane Walker from the book by Jules Verne. Original songs and music by Paul Tornbohm. Presented by Spontaneous Productions in association with KIRKDALE BOOKSHOP.

Type: Sardines

Author: Susan Elkin

Performence Date: 03/08/2021

Around the World in Eighty Days

Susan Elkin | 03 Aug 2021 23:09pm

In all honesty I don’t expect to walk a mile from my south London home and find a 5-star show in a local park. But a five-star rating means one of the best examples of a show of its type that the reviewer has ever seen – and that’s precisely what this is. Complete with sparky plot, imaginative promenade staging, a four-piece live band, gentle inclusion of topical issues and a show case for the skills of five fine, immaculately directed actors, it is an outstanding piece of work.

Loosely based (adapted by Jonathan Kaufman, who also directs, and Jane Walker) on Jules Verne’s 1873 novel this version of Around the World in Eighty Days gives us Phineas Fogg (Hjalmar Norden – excellent) taking a bet for £20,000 for his friends at the Reform Club and then setting off on his global circumnavigation with his servant Passepartout. In this show – stroke of genius –  Passpartout is played by the charismatic, Jimand Allotey and reworked as a very French woman in disguise fighting the establishment because she’s an inventor and wants to be recognised.   Once they reach India, of course there’s also a subtext about colonisation and tiger hunting – which is picked up again in California when they encounter the Navajo. It’s neatly done and seamless and feels absolutely right for now.

William Hastings delights in a whole raft of roles including the dim but determined Inspector Fix who thinks Fogg is a bank robber and pursues him. I also enjoyed his utterly ghastly tiger-shooting Cromarty. Lana Eyre plays Miss Lily, a Shanghai woman on the make, among other roles all with aplomb, and Deborah Chatterjee finds real dignity and humour in Rani, the Indian Queen who becomes Fogg’s love interest, as well as captaining a ship in trouble and being a suitably tiresome Hooray Henry at the Reform Club.

It’s a show full of strong staging ideas too. When Fogg and Passepartou cross the channel by balloon there’s a simple box they get into and walk it while the balloon is held aloft over the wall behind them. Similar witty ingenuity gets them across the Indian Ocean on a steamer and from San Francisco to New York by train.

The old bowling green in Mayow Park is a large square grassy space accessed by steps down and with a wide ledge (originally for spectators?)  – effectively an integral stage around its edge. This show is staged in four different parts of the green so that each site represents a place. On two corners are tents which act as “tiring houses” for all those quick changes.  You really couldn’t make better use of the space.

And as if that weren’t enough the four piece band Red, Hot and Blue are there sounding like the Temperance Seven (oh how  I love a farty sousaphone – bravo Marc Easener). They don different hats in different countries and play appropriate music such as “Those Magnificent Men in Their Flying Machines” for the Channel crossing,  “Nellie the Elephant” for a gorgeous two person pachyderm in India, “The Stars and Stripes” for arrival in the USA and so on. They also provide sound effects such as Big Ben in London or the train in the USA where they also form part of it. And trumpeter, Peter Leonard does a witty little mime appearance as Queen Victoria.

Yes, it’s a very special show. There are four more performances. Get there if you possibly can and take the family with you. It really does work for any age.

First published by Sardines: https://www.sardinesmagazine.co.uk/review/around-the-world-in-eighty-days/

Show: John and Jen

Society: Southwark Playhouse

Venue: Southwark Playhouse. 77-85 Newington Causeway, London

Credits: by Andrew Lippa and Tom Greenwald

Type: Sardines

Author: Susan Elkin

Performence Date: 02/08/2021

John and Jen

Susan Elkin | 03 Aug 2021 16:35pm

All photos: Danny Kaan


I may be prejudiced (all right – I am) but I was predisposed towards this show as soon as I saw the band: two violins, cello and keyboard – almost a classical quartet. I guessed we were in for something lyrical, thoughtful and human and I was right.

John and Jen is a two hander chamber musical dating from 1991 but composers, Andrew Lippa and Tom Greenwald worked with director Guy Retallack to update it for this production so the long time trajectory now ends in 2023. I don’t suppose that was difficult to do because the story and the issues are timeless. And although it is firmly set in America the messages are universal.

It’s a play in two very distinct halves. In the first John (Lewis Corney) and Jen (Rachel Tucker) are siblings growing up in a troubled, often abusive household. Jen, who is older does as much as she can to protect her little brother but it isn’t enough – she is, after all, a teenager with a life to lead.  By the interval she seems to have failed him.

But, in an unexpected twist (no spoilers) she then gets a second chance. Of course she tries so hard that she comes within a hair’s breadth of blowing it. Thus the whole piece is about family relationships, nurturing loved ones, respecting each other and letting go. So it speaks to every one of us.

Tucker is convincing at all stages of Jen’s life – whether she’s being a stroppy teenager or an overzealous middle aged woman. The music, which is often naturalistically sung dialogue rather than songs or numbers, suits her voice and we hear a wide range of registers. There’s a pretty spectacular full belt number in the second half which got a spontaneous round of applause on press night.

She and Corney have palpable chemistry between them. He finds a pleasing range of moods for John – good as trusting child, an anxious adolescent, a troubled young adult and there’s a hilarious baseball scene. I liked the way Lippa sometimes puts John’s tenor line higher than Jen’s mezzo one in duets – it changes the dynamic in their relationship at times.

And as for that band, yes they make a lovely sound in a pretty complex  score blending together attractively with music director  Chris Ma on keys. It’s a nice touch to have them in full view at the side of the stage.

John and Jen

BBC Prom: Scottish Symphony Orchestra, Maxim Emelyanychev- 1st Augus

Royal Albert Hall London - Theatre - visitlondon.comVery much a concert for discerning grown ups, this event presented Mozart’s last three symphonies as a triptych. It was imaginative programming which certainly highlighted new aspects of three very familiar 1788 works as well as linking them together – a journey, as it were, all the way from the Haydnesque slow E flat major introduction in number 39 to the glorious fugue which ends number 41.

Maxim Emelyanychev, principal conductor of SCO since 2019, is a flamboyantly balletic conductor, sweeping and crouching to coax the sound he wants: much more Gustavo Dudamel than Adrian Boult. Often he gestures the rhythm rather than beating time. Mostly it works although there were several ragged openings and one or two places when the orchestra simply wasn’t together. Having to seat distanced in deference to Covid probably doesn’t help with this although positioning horns, double basses, trumpets and tympani spaced on a higher tier at the back ensured that lots of detail came through. And it’s always good to see and hear second violins placed opposite firsts rather than buried in the heart of the orchestra. It enhances clarity.

I especially liked the wind work in the trio section of no 39 and the delightful decoration in the repeat. The horn interjections in the allegro, which usually go unnoticed, were rather nice too.

The highlight of the concert was its centre piece – no 40 in its navy blue G minor, packed here with plenty of edgy angst. I admired the circularity of Emelyanychev’s andante in which each wind solo grew seamlessly out of the one before and he gave us a strong, crisp allegro with sparkily dramatic general pauses.

And so to the grandeur of the C Major “Jupiter”, no 41 in which the recapitulation in the allegro sounded bright and fresh as did the arrestingly done development section. Emelyanychev gave us sensitive sweetness and some idyllic piano passages in the andante and really ran with the opening filigree texture in the final movement before the excitement of the fugue in which ideas are batted round the orchestra.

It was a thoughtful and enjoyable concert and, like everyone else, after a two year gap I was moved and thrilled to be back in the Royal Albert Hall with that unique Proms atmosphere.

First published by Lark Reviewshttps://www.larkreviews.co.uk/?p=6567