It is an interesting, if probably purely coincidental parallel, that the first two piano concertos by Ludwig van Beethoven were programmed by the Sydney Symphony Orchestra to be performed within weeks of each other by two of the grande dames of the touring platform. Although Martha Argerich pulled out at the last minute from performing the First Piano Concerto, Sydney-siders had a chance this week to hear Imogen Cooper as the soloist in Piano Concerto no. 2 in B flat major.
Many people of my generation grew up in admiration of the British pianist’s recordings of Schubert's piano works in the late 1980s (she then re-recorded the series some twenty years later). On Friday night, I was wondering if her interpretation of the “old” Schubert, still in his late twenties, but mere years before his death, would be very different to the “young” Beethoven, who composed his Second Piano Concerto at much the same age.
At first appearance, the similarities seemed to be obvious. Like that of her last teacher, Alfred Brendel, Cooper’s playing was poised and self-assured. In the opening movement, as if continuing an already started animated conversation, her recitativo-like first entry was immediately involved and involving. However, nothing was taken for granted, and this chatty, light-hearted pianism changed appropriately and without warning, later in the movement’s exposition under her expert fingers with the surprising arrival of the tender D flat major theme.
The orchestra invited ex-patriot Australian musician Simone Young to conduct. Young clearly trusted her players and gave them more or less free rein in the accompaniment of the concerto. This had some positive results as principal players led their sections while never losing visual and audial contact with each other, as if they were involved in a chamber music performance. At the same time, more leadership (or perhaps rehearsal time) would have made, for example, the orchestral introduction of the slow movement intimate, rather than perfunctory. Thus, the sublime “prayer” theme sounded much more inward and meditative when repeated in the solo part.
It was a polished performance by Cooper but not a boisterous one. In the third movement, in particular, her approach seemed to contain the wit, the often unexpected cheeky off-beat accents or the charming trochee (long-short-long-short) lilt of the B flat major episode and that, to my ears, was not befitting young Beethoven’s exuberant excesses. While I admire Cooper’s mature and graceful artistry, this concerto may not have been the ideal choice to transmit it.