The pairing of Schumann and Brahms symphonies in the Berlin Philharmonic’s current cycle seems to have been simply coordinated by number: Schumann’s Symphony no. 2 in C, heard alongside Brahms’s Symphony no. 2 in D, was in fact the third he wrote. Had the intention been to chart the compositional chronologies of both composers, then the 1841 first version of what was eventually published as Schumann’s Symphony no. 4 in D minor might well have been placed here (instead it is being heard later in the cycle alongside Brahms's Fourth). Nonetheless, last night’s pairing threw up some interesting intertextual discoveries: for instance, the deployment of metrically contrasted trio sections in the second movement of the Schumann was also a feature of the third movement of the Brahms.
Having heard the stunning opening concert in the first iteration of the cycle, I rejoined six days later for the repeat of the second program. Overall, while there was much to admire, it all felt a little less sparkling. Perhaps because it was the sixth concert in seven days in Berlin on the back of a gruelling international tour, there were definite signs of fatigue among the players, leading to occasional lapses of concentration: how rarely does one see string players in top orchestras out of sync with the bowing of their section? Moreover, a few places, especially in the Schumann, felt a little routine. The players still showed plenty of verve in the more extrovert and passionate parts, but I was only intermittently enraptured in more understated movements, such as the gorgeous Adagio espressivo third movement in the Schumann.
Presenting two symphonies on a program is far from unprecedented, although it does tend to shape the audience’s expectations in subtle ways. In three of the four concerts here, a Brahms symphony occupies the second half (only in the third concert, where Schumann’s five-movement Rhenische is heard after Brahms’s later Symphony no. 3, is the tyranny of historical progression resisted). Since Brahms’s works are longer than their Schumannian counterparts, and (as was discussed in the review of the first concert) are being performed here using larger forces, Schumann’s Symphonies were willy-nilly forced into the role of curtain raisers, lighter fare before the real meat of the evening. This seemed particularly unfortunate in the case of Schumann’s Symphony no. 2, his longest and perhaps finest essay in the genre.