This was a welcome return to the Proms by the Munich Philharmonic, with Valery Gergiev at the helm in his first season as Music Director. The programme catered for a mix of musical tastes, from the romantic to the modern, and presented a journey of emotions, ranging from joy, passion, love and ecstasy to tragedy, sorrow, despair and defiance. There was also of a bit of a dance theme thrown into the mix, with the Spanish bolero and Viennese waltz making guest appearances.
Opening with Ravel's mesmeric Boléro, the longest crescendo in music, Gergiev started as he meant to go on. In characteristic style, he coaxed every ounce of commitment and care out of the superb Munich Philharmonic, from the whispered, almost inaudible opening through to the chaotic flamboyance of the closing bars. Ravel favoured a steady tempo for this piece, and he had a healthy disrespect for conductors who insisted on playing it too quickly. Gergiev's tempo was spot on. He exercised just the right amount of restraint, and allowed the orchestra to relax as the instruments took their turns. The orchestra gradually unwound, became increasingly animated, still maintaining an even pace, and built up enticingly and effectively towards a sensational climax. This fine orchestra has a wonderful sound, and this was a perfect way to kick off proceedings.
Rachmaninov's intensely romantic Piano Concerto No. 3 in D minor is one of the most rewarding and technically demanding of all piano concertos. It was performed quite spectacularly by the astonishing young Uzbek pianist Behzod Abduraimov, who was lyrical and flowing from the outset, and was masterly in navigating the many extreme changes of emotion, expertly contrasting the massive, crushing chords with wistful, delicate passages. Gergiev drew out of the orchestra some of the subtleties that are sometimes lost in this richly orchestrated score, such as muted brass and sonorous middle strings, and there was some very effective interplay between soloist and orchestra, with the climaxes expressive and passionate but not over-sentimentalised.
Abduraimov's playing of the first movement cadenza was remarkable, and the way that he transferred the heightened emotions almost imperceptibly into the delicate passage that merged subtly into the orchestra was magical. The only slight blip was a minor sense of lagging and heaviness in the orchestra near the beginning of the third movement, but normal service was quickly resumed and the rest of the piece was balanced, together and resulted in a thrilling finale.