Was the randomness of works in Saturday’s Hong Kong Philharmonic concert any cause for concern? Not at all. Despite the lack of thematic thread, this show bag of musical (and optical) goodies went down a treat at the Cultural Centre’s Concert Hall. Taking into account the heroic nature of Beethoven’s Leonore Overture no. 3, a quasi hymn to freedom, this concert opener seemed fitting considering the 21-day mandatory quarantine that Austrian conductor and violinist Christoph Koncz endured for his Hong Kong concerts.
The minor irritations that arose in the slow and tragic introduction resulted from string players struggling to find their usual compact sound, and the occasional fluttering of desperate page-turns. Both tasks are equally challenging for players nowadays given socially-distanced seating and single music stands. But once settled, the drama began to unravel well, albeit with restraint. The distant off-stage trumpet call (signalling Florestan’s reprieve) was effective and synced to perfection, and Koncz’s concise and compact conducting style was purposeful as he constructed a stirring and heroic conclusion.
“What is our life but a series of preludes to that unknown song of which the first solemn note is sounded by Death?” These sombre words by French poet Alphonse de Lamartine from his Méditations poétiques inspired Franz Liszt to compose Les Préludes, the birth of the “symphonic poem” as we know it. This repertoire is made-to-measure for the Hong Kong Phil, and Koncz, as he did in Leonore, erred towards tempi on the grand and stately side, extracting maximum richness of sound from the orchestra. As always, the brass section was superb in its precision.
Some fun and whimsical choreography in the middle movements of Mozart’s Eine kleine Nachtmusik by HK Ballet’s esteemed artistic director Septime Webre provided a welcome interlude, with notably impressive acrobatics from dancers Luis Cabrera, Albert Gordon, and Kyle Lin Chang-yuan in the Menuetto. Even if the strings of the HK Phil under Koncz were sometimes bogged down with earnestness in the Andante, the pas de deux of Chen Zhiyao and Garry Corpuz charmed and delighted.