With cultural institutions staging their last hurrahs before things inevitably quieten down for the summer, the Winspear Opera House hosted violinist Itzhak Perlman for the penultimate performance on this season’s recital series. Mr Perlman and pianist Rohan De Silva performed sonatas by Beethoven, Franck, and Debussy, plus several short works by Kreisler, John Williams and Brahms, for an enthusiastic capacity crowd on Sunday afternoon.
A couple of rough edges proved immediately distracting. After getting underway some 20 minutes late, we were presented with an opening act of sorts. The Winspear Opera House, like many opera houses, has a large chandelier. What is unusual is that its chandelier is itself a performer, as it spends the better part of a minute retracting into the ceiling, accompanied by a recording of music written by Philip Glass and entitled The Light, commissioned especially to glorify this procedure. This was the first event I’ve attended at the Winspear, so I was not yet familiar with the theatrics of this light fixture. At the very least it drew my attention away from the horribly late start. Further unwanted interruption came in the form of a renegade page-turner, with whose mishaps Mr De Silva constantly had to struggle.
The performance itself was far more satisfying, although not on all counts. As the spirit of collaboration went, so went the concert. The sonata performances were at their strongest when the dialogue between instruments was most audible, as in Beethoven’s Sonata in G Major, Op.30, no. 3. In the opening Allegro assai, both performers struck a fine balance between incisive and pastoral, and the finale was played at the boundary of rambunctiousness while never threatening to lose control. But the second movement provided the loveliest phrases of the entire concert. Mr Perlman spun out the minuet theme in his bold signature tone, with Mr De Silva conjuring a background that was by turns tender and grotesque, as when Beethoven’s bass note syncopations poke fun at the sincerity of the melody but end up only enhancing its poignancy. In this movement, the two men sang with one voice, regardless of who played melody or accompaniment. Had both performers been this completely in agreement the entire afternoon, the concert would have been truly spectacular.