Quatuor Ebène have earned a fine reputation and not a few awards over the last decade or so, for their work not only in classical music, but also in the contemporary, jazz, and crossover varieties. This Wigmore Hall recital closed a European tour, and perhaps in deference to the Hall’s status we were given an impeccably classical programme, with a Mozart and Beethoven quartet in the first half, followed by the Ravel quartet, an early calling card of the Ebène of which they made a prize-winning recording. Beethoven’s work is called "Quartetto Serioso" but that soubriquet could equally apply to Mozart’s only mature minor key quartet. So we had a rather sombre classical first half, followed by the one of the most classical of 20th-century quartets.
Mozart’s D minor work compelled our attention from the first bar of its opening Allegro moderato, with the plunging octave from the first violin that launches the unsettled main subject. Both in that and the songful second subject we were kept aware of the throbbing, troubled background. The intensity rarely abated throughout the movement, or indeed the evening. The emotional tension continued through the Andante, with its dissonant stabs in its central section. The Allegretto is of course the expected courtly minuet, but here its elegance never quite lightened its prevailing seriousness. The finale’s variations on a 6/8 siciliano theme were all expertly characterised, even if this meant at times the impressively athletic first violin of Pierre Colombet was more astringent than sweet in tone.
Beethoven's Quartetto Serioso has a first movement marked Allegro con brio and the dynamic is a single forte. Here – as so often in live performance - it sounded as if the composer had written "Con tutta forza" and ff. The headlong tempo and unaninimity of attack of the Quatuor Ebène was very striking indeed as we were hurled into the movement’s often violent course. There was only modest respite in the Allegretto second movement, which has some knotty counterpoint and questing tonal shifts. The third movement returned us to the unsettled mood of the opening, which carried on through the restless finale. It seemed all over so soon after beginning – Op.95 is Beethoven’s shortest quartet – and the execution was relentlessly committed, at times ferocious. These players are unafraid of a rasping sound in the more forceful passages. The ‘Serioso’ title was Beethoven’s own choice but I doubt he mistakenly believed it was the Italian for ‘bad-tempered’, which is how such an interpretation could sound in less skilful hands perhaps. There could perhaps be room for some group to rethink this now standard interpretation of the F minor quartet. But if you like it that way, you would certainly have loved this account.