If Vienna is the holy temple of classical music (Mozart, Haydn, Beethoven, Schubert, Brahms, Strauss, Bruckner and Mahler all spent large tracts of their careers here), then the Musikverein is its holy of holies. Just soaking in all that history makes a visit here into a special occasion, and the heavily gilt halls are as opulent and redolent of empire as you might imagine. We went to the smaller Brahms-Saal to hear the acclaimed early music group Lautten Compagney Berlin play a programme of works by Purcell, Monteverdi and various lesser known composers.
The programme started with a series of pieces by Italian composers of the early 17th century: Lorenzo Allegri, Corradini, Marini, Merula - all names that were unfamiliar to me. The ensemble consisted of string quartet, double bass, theorbo, baroque guitar, a percussionist playing many different instruments and two wind players: Martin Ripper, who played various recorders and Frithjof Smith who playing a cornett (or "Zink"). The sound texture was notable: that particular balance of instruments and the heavily accented rhythms took my mind directly to a renaissance palace. A remarkable amount of colour is added by apparently tiny contributions from the wind or percussionists: a few notes from the cornett, a skirl from the recorder or a few beats of a tamborello would completely alter the character of a piece.
Seeing this kind of early music instrumental ensemble is a different experience from going to a later classical concert, or even a concert of early vocal music, because there is, relatively speaking, so little formal structure to the music. Since there isn't a strong sense of progression or development, your ears focus on rhythms, sound quality and the delight of individual phrases. The Lautten Compagney are packed with talented instrumentalists who provided wonderful life in the dances and much playing to enjoy.
However, I found the format difficult. We had a printed programme with everything being played, but I was unfamiliar with most of the music and in the absence of any explanations or any vocals, most of the time, I wasn't sure when one work ended and the next began. I had a feeling of drifting pleasantly through a renaissance music wash, and would have preferred to have something to latch on to.