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concert review: San Francisco Symphony
Feb. 10th, 2011 08:22 amTon Koopman, peppy and grandfatherly Dutchman, led a concert of earlier music, by which I don't mean "earlier than early" music, I mean "earlier rather than later" music, i.e. not quite as early as early music. Whatever. (waves hands, flutters)
Suite No. 3 by Bach, in the usual SFS Bach style with braying trumpets and dry, vibratoless strings.
Haydn's D-major cello concerto, oversedate in the orchestra, but a brilliant soloist named Mario Brunello, who securely navigated his part's technical wizardry with bite and passion.
A symphony by C.P.E. Bach (son of J.S.), W. 183:4 to be exact, also all smooth and galant, with the quirkinesses and rough surfaces that make this composer so much fun sanded down.
Schubert's Symphony No. 5 fared best under this treatment. Lively, energetic, genial, the way it was meant to be.
(At dinner beforehand, I splurged on an appetizer in the form of sardines. A sardine, actually. Bless it, none of us at the table knew that sardines could get that big. This one certainly wouldn't fit into that itty-bitty can.)
Suite No. 3 by Bach, in the usual SFS Bach style with braying trumpets and dry, vibratoless strings.
Haydn's D-major cello concerto, oversedate in the orchestra, but a brilliant soloist named Mario Brunello, who securely navigated his part's technical wizardry with bite and passion.
A symphony by C.P.E. Bach (son of J.S.), W. 183:4 to be exact, also all smooth and galant, with the quirkinesses and rough surfaces that make this composer so much fun sanded down.
Schubert's Symphony No. 5 fared best under this treatment. Lively, energetic, genial, the way it was meant to be.
(At dinner beforehand, I splurged on an appetizer in the form of sardines. A sardine, actually. Bless it, none of us at the table knew that sardines could get that big. This one certainly wouldn't fit into that itty-bitty can.)
