Valery Gergiev and his Mariinsky forces have been frequent guests in Brussels over the last 25 years: quite an extraordinary feat in itself, if you think about it. Several visits were memorable events, yet this all-Russian programme ranks as one of the finest I heard them perform in a long time and easily tops my list of favourite concerts this year. An absolutely thrilling journey with privileged guides, encompassing the mysterious fantasy world of Rimsky-Korsakov, Stravinsky’s neoclassical outings as well as Tchaikovsky’s crushing emotional outpourings. Familiar repertoire it may be, but it emerged here with astonishing freshness and impact, reconfirming that old cliché that it takes Russians to play their own music.
Gergiev's habitual tardiness seems to reflect on his orchestra as well, as for whatever reason this time they only appeared on stage a long twelve minutes after the warning bell. But if they take this extra time to be fully prepared, as they obviously were tonight, then I’m quite happy to wait a bit longer. The Mariinsky players can make you believe music they have been performing for decades has just been discovered. True, orchestral members change, but when at their best, routine seems an alien notion to them.
The striking trumpet fanfare, lively percussion and colourful woodwinds opening Rimsky-Korsakov's Suite from The Tale of Tsar Saltan immediately created the proper theatrical atmosphere. It was a magical experience as if, out of nowhere, a stage is set and suddenly you are in the midst of an ancient Russian fairytale. It’s partly the evocative power of the music of course, but also the quality of the playing here, leaving no doubt both Gergiev and the Mariinsky Orchestra were in great spirits. Soon a darker edge appeared as well, which would become a recurrent feature of the evening. For the depiction of Rimsky-Korsakov’s beloved sea in the second part, brass and lower strings evoked a threatening atmosphere, perfectly justifiable in its theatrical context and soon dispelled by the playful brilliance of the Three Wonders section, which would have suited the exotic Alexander Korda movies of the 1940s.