On Wednesday night Washington Performing Arts Society at the Kennedy Center hosted a Russian art song recital of the internationally acclaimed Russian baritone Dmitri Hvorostovsky and his longtime concert partner, Estonian pianist Ivari Ilya. As the audience’s excitement about seeing this renowned recitalist was building up, it was disappointing to see quite a few empty seats in the house. Considering the enthusiasm that Hvorostovsky has been received with during his 23-year-old collaboration with Washington Performing Arts Society, most likely, this decrease of interest had to be attributed to the choice of the recital program.
Art song is a lyrics-based genre. Expressive as its music may be, it lacks the catchy tunefulness that we find so attractive in opera, yet is closely connected with the lyrics, filled with allegories and symbols that are not always easy to understand or relate to. Naturally, when music and lyrics are inseparable, it may be hard to enjoy one without fully understanding the other.
Indeed, by selecting an entirely Russian program of rarely performed Rachmaninov pieces and a vocal poem by Sviridov, completely unknown to American audiences, Hvorostovsky took quite a risk. With a fair part of the audience destined to sit through the concert with their eyes glued to the English translations in the program, the pressure of making this foreign repertoire understandable and, most importantly, enjoyable for non-Russian audience members fell solely on the artist.
It was a joy to see that at age 50 this consummate vocalist is still unafraid of challenges and still treats music with the same utmost respect and inspiration as he did back in 1989, when his victory in the BBC Cardiff Singer of the World Competition set the opera world on fire and brought him international fame.
Throughout the first part of the program that spiraled from purely impressionistic elegies to more intense, prophecy-like parables by Rachmaninov, Hvorostovsky’s voice sounded warm and flexible, and with the exception of just a few uncomfortable transitions to the high register, boasted a beautiful ringing tone. His darkly emotional voice, refined phrasing, expressive word painting and, above all, a special tension in his singing that echoed even in the music between his lines, revealed a true artist, who masterfully used his instrument to paint anything from an idyllic countryside landscape in “Morning” to a portrait of a broken-hearted lover in “At the Gates of the Holy Cloister”. Vibrant and moving, this performance could hardly leave anyone indifferent.