The Royal Scottish National Orchestra continues celebrating its 125th season, mirroring Prokofiev's anniversary, which will see performances of all five of his piano concertos. With composer and orchestra linked forever by the calendar, it is intriguing that in its back catalogue, there is a recording of Peter and the Wolf narrated by Lina Prokofiev, the composer’s estranged wife. In an all-Russian programme, the powerful pull of the motherland threaded its way right through the music.
Anatol Lyadov taught Prokofiev at the St Petersburg Conservatory and composed three orchestral fairy tales or fable-tableux, The Enchanted Lake being a landscape portrait rather than a story. Most fairy tales have a darker side, and while this quiet and gentle piece was like an impressionist painting of a magical glistening lake under the stars, there was the hint of menace in the shimmering strings suggesting nature, cold, sharp and wintery, was never far away. The horns, the only brass, conjured a hazy mist, with the flute and cellos sometimes emerging, all covered by magical fairy-dust touches from harp and celesta. Atmospheric and beautiful, I hope we get to hear Lyadov's two companion pieces before too long.
Prokofiev had left Russia after the Revolution, living in the USA, Germany and Paris, but by 1932 he was feeling the pull of his homeland and also the need to concentrate on composition rather than performing. His Piano Concerto no. 5 in G major, written before his return, is full of sharp restless energy. Russian pianist Nikolai Lugansky embodied the music with a lively performance full of nervous urgency, as if seeking a resolution. Norwegian conductor Eivind Gullberg Jensen made the piece flow with his graceful gestures, indeed it was extraordinary to see such angular almost aggressive music expressed so smoothly. Sometimes the orchestra swamped the pianist through sheer exuberance, yet at others Lugansky’s dancing fingers broke through, at one point hitting chords at the ends of the keyboard like a caged bird looking for freedom. It is the slow movement which throws the whole work into focus as all the strings burst into a sweeping unison theme and we suddenly understand just how much the composer misses Russia. A jaunty final movement with spectacular cascading octaves and dreamy scales closed this turbulent piece with a final flourish. Prokofiev finally settled in Moscow in 1936.