It would be hard to imagine a concert setting more spectacular or historically significant than the 4th-century basilica of Hagia Eirene in the luxuriant gardens of the Topkapi Palace in Istanbul. Pre-dating the more famous Hagia Sophia just across the imposing walls, the minimally adorned brick structure has a grace and simplicity not always evident in later Orthodox places of worship. The Istanbul Music Festival has been using the 1,000 seat venue for concerts since 1980 and it is undoubtedly the jewel in the diadem of dazzling sites which abound in this magical metropolis.
Entering Topkapi Palace through the majestic Imperial Gate, the regrettable realities of modern day life became jarringly evident. Metal detectors, armed soldiers and a plethora of security guards testified that Istanbul Festival organizers view safety of musicians and audience as their paramount concern. In fact, it would be difficult to find a more secure location within the bustling former Byzantine capital. Strolling amiably though the perfumed rose gardens during the interval, members of the London Chamber Orchestra seemed closer to bucolic Glyndebourne than the strepitous shores of the Bosphorus.
An all-Beethoven programme was the first offering at the Hagia Eirene in this year’s Unusual Festival and augured well for future events. Alina Pogostkina opened the evening with the Violin Concerto conducted by the musically meticulous Christopher Warren-Green. Pogostkina’s performance was perhaps more contemplative than confrontational, although there was plenty of fire in the cadenzas. Despite intrusive D and A natural crotchets on the timpani at the outset which should have been struck piano, the London Chamber Orchestra responded diligently to Warren-Green’s direction, which was generally solicitous to the soloist. There was better balance between violin with clarinet and oboe in the initial recapitulation of the main theme and commendable rhythmic consistency, although Warren-Green’s tempi were quite brisk. Pogostkina displayed judiciously restrained vibrato throughout with some admirably controlled trilling on the ascending 12-measure scale passage. Her semi-quaver runs were meticulously even, doubling stopping exact and embellishments unobtrusive although the powerful first movement tended to be a little more restrained than rhapsodic.
As if intentionally responding to Warren-Green’s opening downbeat in the pianissimo Larghetto movement, a cannon shot was fired heralding the end of the day’s Ramadan fasting. This was followed almost simultaneously by a particularly vociferous muezzin performing the call to prayer at a nearby mosque. Astoundingly unfazed, both soloist and orchestra continued as if the melismatic obbligato was part of the autograph score. Later Warren-Green remarked that the aural intrusion only underlined the rich multicultural tapestry of this polyglot metropolis. One wonders how many other maestros would have remained so sanguine. Pogostkina was similarly unperturbed and the opening arpeggios had a lustrous and limpid sonority. The Larghetto led effortlessly into the concluding Rondo – this time senza muezzin – which was played with jaunty joviality by both soloist and orchestra.