Few orchestral events in New York should generate greater excitement than the prospect of an all (or in this case mostly) Brahms program at the venerable New York Philharmonic. Avery Fisher’s honorary name on its concert hall may have yielded to Hollywood mogul David Geffen’s, but the spirit of the orchestra remains undiminished and its expertise in the late German Romantic repertoire remains hard to surpass among American ensembles.
Maestro Alan Gilbert will permanently yield the podium when his contact comes to an end in 2017, but for this set of performances he entrusted the program to a rumored possible replacement, the Russian-born American conductor Semyon Bychkov. Bychkov has developed a reliably steady career over the past three decades, even if his interpretations tend toward the mannered. This was immediately apparent in the program’s forgettable introductory piece, the Philharmonic’s premiere of the contemporary German composer Detlev Glanert’s brief Brahms-Fantasie, an homage which sounded more like an apology to the nineteenth-century master. A student of the late great modern German composer Hans Werner Henze, Glanert has yet to find a truly original voice to elevate his work beyond the movie music genre pieces that so thoroughly dominate recent classical music.
In the real meat of the program, however, the listener found more satisfaction. Of the two Brahms pieces, the Double Concerto and the First Symphony, it was the concerto that drew the more attention and stimulated a greater degree of audience interest. Bychkov here did an excellent job of harmonizing the orchestra with the piece’s unusual requirement of two soloists, for violin and cello. And what soloists they were! Georgian violinist Lisa Batiashvili, Musical America’s instrumentalist of the year for 2014, played with a sublime sweetness for which she has justifiably drawn global adoration. The technical execution is flawless, the technique nothing less than seductive. At moments it was possible to allow Batiashvili’s playing to waft in coaxing relief through one’s psyche while subsuming the orchestra’s sound. Paired with the eager French cellist Gautier Capuçon, the difficulty of harmonizing the two soloists demanded by this unusually difficult piece melted away. Capuçon exceeded Batiashvili in expressive power, though without vulgarity, and certainly not in any way that marred what both looked and sounded like a joyous collaboration.
Bychkov had no such balancing act to coordinate in the second part of the program, devoted entirely to the First Symphony. Here he could allow his whim to break free of the collaborative constraints and reach some truly intense heights. The introductory sostenuto movement resounded so powerfully that the floorboards at Row W palpably vibrated underfoot. The ensemble is off to a great start for 2015-2016.