The internationally acclaimed Hagen Quartett recently performed the 10 works of its Mozart cycle at the Tonhalle. The group had stretched the same repertoire over the whole concert season in Hamburg, reason enough for the Zurich audience to affectionately call the quartet’s offer – four concerts in two days – its “Mozart Marathon”, and I attended the first of the four concerts.
While in Mozart’s time, the string quartet was still an emerging musical genre, the Hagen marked the composer’s supreme achievement in the form with selected works from 1782-1790. Only Joseph Haydn had worked hitherto to establish the quartet as a reputable art, and the older composer was quick to show high regard for his junior’s achievements. To Leopold Mozart, Haydn was to say: “Before God, and as an honest man, I tell you that your son is the greatest composer known to me either in person or by name. He has taste, and, what is more, the most profound knowledge of composition.”
For the Zurich audience, the three siblings – Lukas Hagen (violin), Veronika Hagen (viola) and Clemens Hagen (cello) joined by the second violin Rainer Schmidt, performed in the same configuration that has played together since 1987. Schmidt attributes the group’s success to three factors: each musician shows the other three respect, none suffers the throes of “ego” and the group knows how to set the right priorities. But I found another strong attribute: communication among the players, picking up cues by watching and informing the others, as paramount to their high profile. They consistently raised eyebrows, glanced, stared, “sang to”, questioned, implied a “May I?” or a “Let me just…” and nodded to one another throughout. Particularly Veronika Hagen never showed the least aversion to pouting or grimaces, using them to give and take her instruction. She was a great communicator.
To their great advantage, the Hagens play on four famous Stradivarius instruments, formerly used by the Tokyo Quartet and the Paganini before them. In the right hands, the body of sound produced by such superb craftsmanship is as full and round as the finish of a fine Chippendale chair, as sensuous as the fleshy curves of a Bernini sculpture. In the String Quartet in G major, K387, one of the three “Haydn Quartets” featured, there was something almost three-dimensional about the Hagen’s rendition: the split second pauses injected before tackling a key note, for example, gave the “body” breath – even a physical presence – of its own. And while the first violin most often set the score, the others alternated the lead in a way that I, for one, have never experienced at another quartet’s performance. All four voices in perfect synchronicity made a true case for equality among the strings.