United Kingdom Stravinsky, Beethoven, Shostakovich: Elias String Quartet [Sara Bitlloch and Donald Grant (violins), Simone van der Giessen (viola), Marie Bitlloch (cello)], Steven Osborne (piano). Wigmore Hall, London, 3.1.2023 (CS)
Stravinsky – Three Pieces for String Quartet
Beethoven – String Quartet No.10 in E flat Op.74, ‘Harp’
Shostakovich – Piano Quintet in G minor Op.57
It’s been a fairly some time since I heard the Elias Quartet carry out dwell, although I did get pleasure from their disc of Schumann Quartets on the Alpha label, which was launched in 2018, the identical yr that they introduced a extremely acclaimed Schumann sequence at Wigmore Hall. This recital programme on the Hall caught my curiosity because it provided the chance to listen to Stravinsky’s hardly ever carried out Three Pieces for String Quartet and in addition Shostakovich’s Piano Quintet, by which the Elias had been joined by pianist Steven Osborne, with the 2 twentieth-century Russian works framing Beethoven’s ‘Harp’ Quartet. Looking again at my previous critiques of the ensemble’s performances, I appear to have drawn sure qualities repeatedly to the fore – the Quartet’s scrupulous consideration to element and completely blended and balanced collective sound, for instance. This efficiency was equally intense and immaculate, the unwavering technical management serving music-making of nice vitality.
Inspired by what she termed Stravinsky’s three ‘grotesques’ for string quartet, the poet Amy Lowell imagined the primary motion as a peasant dance with ‘wooden shoes beating the round … And a shaking and cracking of dancing bones’. The Elias’s rendition was each chiselled and extremely kinaesthetic, because the a number of ostinato figures piled up. Stravinsky’s synthesis of the strategies he had employed in The Rite ends in a paradoxical union of stasis and development: the music is mechanistic, futurist even, however the Elias discovered expressiveness within the rhythmic manipulations and metrical patterns, utilizing color, texture and dynamics to create a vivid miniature tableau of, as Lowell imagines, ‘Red, yellow, blue,/ Colours and flesh weaving together,/ In and out, with the dance’. The spare, paleness of the second motion cleansed the air, the small gestures withdrawn however preciously sculpted. In the ultimate motion there was a way of wistfulness at occasions as Stravinsky attracts on Russian folks motifs. The opening had a dirge-like sobriety, however the glassiness of the string sound steadily softened and warmed, and there was tender pathos within the sul tasto delicacy of the shut.
Composed in 1808, Beethoven’s Tenth String Quartet, nicknamed ‘the Harp’ on account of its cascading pizzicato passages within the first motion, shares its Eb main key with the Emperor Concerto which the composer was engaged on concurrently and accomplished the next yr. And, if it lacks the latter work’s grandeur and majesty, the quartet isn’t any much less bold and revolutionary with regard to Beethoven’s envisioning of the string quartet style as a medium for profound musical utterance and his equalising of the 4 voices with subsequent enlargement of the canvas of textures and colors out there.
With their attribute focus and self-discipline, the Elias created a penetrating studying but additionally one which was immensely partaking – even the whispered harmonies that open the Poco adagio instantly caught one’s consideration; there was not a motif or phrase that was not fastidiously thought-about and meaningfully interpreted. The punctuation factors had been thoughtfully marked, dynamics sharply delineated, and with the arrival of the Allegro, got here a soothing flood of heat, a brightening of the ensemble sound, an actual sense of freshness and pleasure. Textures had been crystal clear, however the speedy scales that dart forwards and backwards between the voices fashioned a full, well-rounded complete. And, the gamers loved their pizzicato volleying, their voices evenly matched however differentiated in tone – these had been vivid conversations. Enormous power was generated within the growth part, seeming to anticipate the exceptional, virtually bacchanalian, coda which once more was characterised by readability of motivic interaction.
The Adagio ma non troppo was ardent and lyrical, the 4 long-breathed strains richly filling the musical area with heat, full tone. Sara Bitlloch’s cantabile theme was refined however filled with happiness; Marie Bitlloch’s cello supplied eloquent, tasteful course from under. The symphonic punch of the roaring Scherzo was spectacular: racing, however taut, it was the load of the sound slightly than the velocity that made an actual influence, and when the Trio started, launched with vigour by the cello, it had a heroic, even defiant, high quality. The pianissimo fragments on the shut appeared to smile as they slipped segue into the concluding, good-tempered Allegretto con variazioni, by which every variation was thoughtfully characterised, and which, after a burst of fortissimo unison semiquavers, disappeared with a deliciously delicate cadential farewell. The French musicologist Joseph de Marliave described the Harp Quartet as ‘the key to the soul of Beethoven’. The Elias appeared to have discovered the reply.
Shostakovich’s Piano Quintet was first carried out on the night of November 23, 1940, at a dekada – a ten-day cultural occasion, frequent in the course of the Stalinist years, throughout which many new works could be introduced. According to the composer’s biographer, David Rabinovich, who was current on the premiere, it made fairly a stir: ‘It came at the end of a concert after three new quartets by three leading Soviet composers had been played. The audience was growing tired. But when the Beethoven Quartet, so well-known to Moscow music-lovers, appeared on the stage with Shostakovich himself, and when the first strains of the Quintet resounded, all workaday, dearly-beloved and accustomed sensations disappeared without leaving a trace. Obviously something important was happening in the hall, something that was outside the scope of “current” musical events.’
Certainly, pianist Steven Osborne made one sit up and take notice when he started the Prelude’s statuesque opening solo, which allied a granite-like presence with a driving sense of function. The entry of the strings created a placing texture, with the strings tightly packed and the cello on the prime of the group, excessive up the fingerboard, with the piano then re-entering and reaching in the direction of each ends of the keyboard. Osborne communicated intensely all through the Quintet, his bass line offering delicate however persuasive course within the light-as-air Fugue, although it was left to the strings to thoughtfully articulate the motivic dialogues of the Adagio which closes the second motion.
Even when the textures had been sparse, or the gestures quiet, there was one thing ‘symphonic’ in regards to the musical occasions. The Scherzo surged robustly, the satire tinged with a manic tint; the conversations of the Intermezzo – the primary violin melody unwinding above eloquent cello pizzicato, the viola entry bringing heat – had been superbly formed, if colored with the composer’s acquainted desolation, forming the expressive coronary heart of the work; and the Finale flowed richly ahead in lighter spirits however by no means solely carefree.
Claire Seymour