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5.0 out of 5 stars
The sublime, bookended by the banal and the monumental., Oct 3 2003
You are probably wondering how it could be that a recording having the above brief description, seemingly denigrating at least parts of the work, nonetheless has the five-star rating I've chosen to give it. The explanation is simple, really. Valery Gergiev has taken this work very much to heart as "important" Shostakovich, putting his own imprimatur on it in the process, and has succeeded in bringing out details often overlooked, with the result that the work, despite its 'extramusical" connotations, emerges as "fresh" and unique as such a work might.Many of Shostakovich's works are programmatic to the extreme, involving - often - subtexts and even subtexts WITHIN subtexts. Probably, none do so more than his "war" symphonies, especially the 11th and the 7th under consideration here. Subtitled "Leningrad," this symphony, on its surface, depicts the German siege of that city in 1941, and the eventual victory of the Soviets over the Germans following that extended siege. Shostakovich personally experienced that siege, and, whether or not one chooses to accept various other subtexts (such as the Volkov "Testimony" one that describes the work in dramatically different terms), it is clear that this is in fact a "war" symphony such as only he might have written as a personal reaction to the German invasion. The "banal" of course describes the all-too-famous "center" of the opening Allegretto, with its incessant side drum tattoo accompanying a simple theme repeated twelve times, each time louder and with different forces than the previous. It is an obvious parody of Ravel's "Bolero," right down to an unexpected modulation to an unrelated key near its close. (Béla Bartók in turn parodied this theme in his "Concerto for Orchestra," presumably after having heard a radio broadcast of the work that drove him to distraction with its utter thematic banality.) But - often overlooked - is that the theme might also be described as a Shostakovich parody of a tune from Franz Lehar's "The Merry Widow," a connection I find fascinating, inasmuch as it provides a "Germanic" context that might put the lie to the Volkov subtext. In any event, Gergiev has provided us with the most gripping account of this "Bolero," shattering in its cumulative effect (starting from barely a whisper) and taken at a rather quick clip that I find appropriate. We find the sublime in the two inner movements, particularly with their overtly Mahlerian overtones. The third movement Adagio is remarkable in its content and structure, and it is here that I think Gergiev finds fresh substance and meaning that others all too often miss. Beginning with its Stravinskian "wind band" sonorities that lead into a beautiful cantilena on the strings that returns again and again, Shostakovich is at his most creative and "universal." There are Wagnerian sonorities in the lower brass, and a gorgeous flute solo that almost causes me to ask whether Ivan Sollertinsky, Shostakovich's closest friend and a Mahler specialist, shared some heretofore unknown knowledge regarding Mahler's unfinished 10th Symphony with him. Near the end of this remarkable movement, so full of imaginative and beautiful ideas, the trumpets introduce a malagueńa-like theme, taken over by the full orchestra, and the work then proceeds without interruption into its "monumental" concluding Allegro. There is, to my way of thinking, more musical substance in the "monumental" than in the "banal," in that this final Allegro itself also has its share of sublimity, in the form of a brief respite from "the march to victory" in which a solo string line in the violins serves as yet another reminder that "Shostakovich knew his Mahler." But, soon enough, Gergiev leads us into a concluding coda that is truly shattering in its cumulative energy. Despite this being a very new release, it was recorded in late September, 2001 (in the shadow of 9/11, no less), at the Gergiev-led Rotterdam festival celebrating Shostakovich. Whether or not that date proximity is reflected in the enthusiasm and ardor so apparent in this performance is largely beside the point. I write these words with my ears still ringing from hearing a live performance of this work by Gergiev and his Kirov Orchestra a few evenings back, at the start of their current tour in the U.S. The performance was under "ideal" circumstances (perfect 10th-row center seats in my favorite local venue, Mechanics Hall in Worcester, MA, famed for its splendid acoustics). My aural memory of that event enables me to make a few relevant comments about this recording. It is nearly the match of what I heard (although what I did hear can only be described in superlatives full of hyperbole; a virtually "perfect" performance). The ensemble excellence of the Kirov alone exceeded that of the combined Kirov/Rotterdam forces. The orchestral forces were arrayed differently, clarifying some details in the process. (The work requires a huge orchestra, and the Kirov fully filled the Mechanics Hall stage.) More than likely, the principal oboist on the recording was a Rotterdammer; the Kirov principal oboist was at least slightly "tarter" (but consistent with the timbre one usually hears in Shostakovich works). And the dynamic contrast was, if anything, greater than what one hears on this recording. (The side drum tattoo and pizzicato strings beginning the inexorable "invasion" theme were just barely at the level of audibility, while the closing bars of the work near lifted the roof off the venue.) But please do not take these personal live-event observations as commentary about this recording being anything less than the best I have ever heard, and most likely the best available. The performance is indeed superb, Gergiev indeed has put his personal stamp on this work as being "major league" Shostakovich, and the dynamic range of this Philips recording is phenomenal enough.
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