Although Vasily Petrenko only gave his first concert as chief conductor of the Oslo Philharmonic Orchestra last week, Monday’s Prom heralded this as an exciting new partnership. In a programme built around dreams and fantasy, Petrenko led the orchestra through some fantastic performances, with their Tchaikovsky especially praiseworthy.
Plagued by poor health and the criticisms of his former conservatoire teachers, Tchaikovsky struggled with the composition of his Symphony no. 1 (1866–68). However, he was clearly pleased with the piece, expressing the belief that it was “better than many of my other mature works” in 1883. The symphony is an attractive composition which boasts balletic grace, attractive melodies and colourful orchestration. The Oslo Philharmonic balanced the sense of fantasy suggested by the titles of the first two movements (“Dreams of a Winter Journey” and “Land of Desolation, Land of Mists”) with a more robust and powerful impulse. The woodwind sounded wonderful: the section blended well and there were some beautiful solos from section principals. Prompted by the enthusiastic lead of Elise Båtnes, the strings gave their all. They surged to powerful climaxes, reserving a blissfully tender sound for the opening of the second movement. Unfortunately, the harsh brass sound (especially that of the horns) was too obtrusive: the section jarred against the rest of the orchestra, and often fell behind the beat. This was a problem for the whole ensemble in the third movement, where the fussy articulation prevented the Scherzo from taking off. Petrenko’s enjoyment throughout the symphony was infectious, and he even began to dance in the Finale. The fugue was taken at blistering speed, although the brisk speed meant that the ensemble nearly came unstuck. However, all held together and Petrenko drove towards the jubilant coda to thrilling effect.
Szymanowski’s Violin Concerto no. 1 was inspired by the poem Noc Majowa (“May Night”) by the Polish poet Tadeusz Miciński. The concerto captures the mysterious fantasy world of the poem, enigmatically drifting through a number of episodes, built upon two motifs. Soloist Baiba Skride gave a commanding Proms debut, projecting a meltingly gorgeous top register above the orchestra. She was in turns ethereal and fiery, and in her hands Szymanowski’s soaring melodies were instantaneously penetrating and fragile. Petrenko navigated the piece with authority, lending the piece direction and logic while preserving its elusive quality. The brass played with much more sensitivity, allowing the orchestra to capture the dream-like, hazy atmosphere. The ensemble provided a resonant cushion of sound upon which Skride could float, building veiled climaxes before subsiding back to nothing. However, the concerto was more than just misty musings: the Vivace scherzando section was earthy and resolute, and articulation was clean and crisp.