The Oslo Philharmonic and Tchaikovsky’s Fourth Symphony go back a long way: their 1984 recording with Maris Jansons remains near the top of critics’ choices, forty years on. Hearing them perform this symphony last night, at their Konserthus home with Chief Conductor Klaus Mäkelä, it was striking quite how comfortable this orchestra was with the music, particularly so in the third movement pizzicato, which the string players attacked with impish delight. For once, this was a Scherzo that really did mean a joke, an old family chestnut that one never tires of repeating.
The Oslo Phil and Mäkelä’s relationship is much shorter (he wasn’t even born until more than a decade after that recording was made), but it seems to have burgeoned nicely in the four years he has been at the helm. His style is short on detailed management (whether or not he bothers to beat time seems to vary according to whim) and long on histrionics: full of grand gestures, tossing of locks and deep stares in to the eyes of some particular player. Some of the musicians were obviously lapping it up; others seemed to maintain a level of ironic detachment. For sure, the Oslo audience loved it; this was a short concert with just the symphony, to be followed today by the full fat overture-concerto-symphony version, and he received an enthusiastic reception from a hall packed to the gills.