The amount of attention Igor Stravinsky’s iconoclastic ballet score The Rite of Spring has received this year – its 100th – has been enormous, perhaps even excessive. Countless important works, after all, routinely have anniversaries to celebrate, and very few are lucky enough to receive much particular attention. On Bachtrack alone, the year has seen nine concert reviews of the Rite so far. The reason all of these performances have yet to get dull, of course, is that The Rite of Spring is a composition which always seems fresh, even to modern ears. Something about this piece, 100 years old though it is, continues to sound viciously contemporary.
Logically, then, it is surely one of the least likely candidates imaginable for the period-instrument treatment. If it still sounds so contemporary in its customary form, why does it need a makeover with instruments specific to the time and place of its first performance?
I can’t claim an answer to this question by any means. All I know is that the results of this bizarre experiment obtained by François-Xavier Roth and his orchestra Les Siècles, making their BBC Proms debut in this concert, are totally thrilling.
As it happens, Roth and his band take historically-informed practice a full step further than merely using period instruments. Tonight, they also used a specially prepared copy of the score, designed to be as close as possible to that played at the famous, riot-inducing 1913 première. The differences are apparently mostly nuances of orchestration – more switching between pizzicato and bowed string playing in the closing stretches, for instance. But in this performance these details combined with the wildly distinctive timbres of the 1913-style instruments to create a rendition of this well-known piece which sounded like absolutely no other that I, or I suspect anybody who isn’t about 120, have ever heard.
Nothing about it was normal. The opening section for woodwinds became a strange chorus of birds, the polyphony somehow sounding denser and wilder than usual. The brass became one huge percussion instrument, with the instruments’ thinner tone giving a harsher effect. The French horns’ music became an essay in cruelty, with their wild leaps and piercing high notes audibly difficult on these instruments even in the hands of these impeccable players. The contrabassoon became a giant, hideous bee. Part Two of the whole thing, mostly taken considerably slower than the norm, became a single, hypnotic, monolithic block, punctuated by huge silences. The effect was dizzying, messy.