Esa-Pekka Salonen is an impressive conductor to watch. His movement is fluid, elegant and simple, yet he achieves a wide range of different gestures: I'm not an orchestral musician but I imagine that it would be very easy to follow his intent. The Philharmonia certainly seem to find it so: in an all-Russian programme of four very different works, they produced orchestral sound that was superb throughout: wonderful string tone, powerhouse brass and percussion, neatly intermingled woodwind.
The programme started with rather an odd beast, the suite that Shostakovich extracted from his music for the 1930 ballet The Age of Gold, a bizarre propaganda piece about a victorious Soviet football team on a trip to the decadent West. Ironically, and in keeping with the cliché that "The Devil gets all the best lines," the decadent Westerners get all the best music: the Adagio depicting the evilly seductive Western opera star is particularly fine. The orchestra features a huge brass and percussion section, and the music morphs through a dozen different styles: inventive, humorous and superbly played by the Philharmonia throughout, but mercurial to the point of being rather disjointed.
By 1948, when Shostakovich wrote his Violin Concerto no. 1, his life under the Soviet regime had become very difficult and it's difficult to discern any of the humour or light-heartedness from his youth. If there's any irony, it's pretty bleak and well concealed. The four movements start with a calming and elegiac Nocturne of rare beauty, followed by a shorter manically accented Scherzo, a portentous Passacaglia (which ends in an extended and passionate solo Cadenza), closing with a frantically paced Burlesque.
The Proms audience gave rapturous applause to soloist Lisa Batiashvili. She's a superb technician, with a lovely smooth violin tone and perfection of phrasing, but I wasn't quite convinced. I felt like I was hearing two great performances of the concerto, one by the Philharmonia and one by Batiashvili, with not nearly enough blending between them; I also thought the serene beauty of the Nocturne was marred by too much vibrato. The solo Cadenza, on the other hand, was quite wonderful, and the encore was even better: a lovely waltz from Shostakovich's Seven Dolls' Dances, arranged by Tamas Batiashvili (Lisa's father, also a violinist).