It was the Anvil’s turn on Sunday night to host the Moscow State Symphony Orchestra as part of their UK tour under their Musical Director Pavel Kogan. Kick-starting the evening was a new work by BBC Radio 3 broadcaster and musicologist Stephen Johnson – Behemoth Dances – which received its UK première last week at the Cadogan Hall.
Johnson is no newcomer to composing, but this colourful score – his first large orchestral essay – has considerable appeal. The work’s eclectic style draws on a range of British and Russian influences, (with a brief quotation from Peter and the Wolf) and is scored for a generous orchestra (including piano, saxophone and varied percussion) which is used with assurance. The title Behemoth Dances derives from Bulgakov's cat-demon Behemoth (from the riotous novel, The Master and Margarita) who “wreaks such havoc in Stalin's Russian, yet whose pranks prove to be strangely redemptive for a few privileged souls”. Johnson’s response to this tale is a 10-minute work marked by restlessness, playful exuberance and, not far from the surface, an element of melancholy, possibly resulting from his borrowing of the plainchant Libera me, Domine. Kogan and the Moscow State Symphony did Johnson proud, bringing to life an exciting new score and playing with enthusiasm.
I didn’t detect quite the same eagerness with Prokofiev’s Piano Concerto no. 3 in C major which followed, even with the dependable John Lill as its soloist. This is another brightly-lit score, but its instrumental colours seemed to drain away here in a performance that, whilst being sure of itself, lacked a certain frisson. It’s a virtuosic work with sardonic humour, but this performance, dryly articulated and short on wit, merely drew attention to the concerto’s mechanistic qualities. With eyes much of the time trained on the keys, Lill dispatched the scales and arpeggio figuration with admirable ease and precision, yet his polished and undemonstrative manner seemed disconnected to the work’s chutzpah. Woodwind solos charmed the ear in the central variations but overall the playing rarely blossomed and in the finale when Prokofiev’s big-hearted tune emerged from the cellos Kogan showed little interest allowing these players their moment of glory.