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Emily Liz

Review: Minnesota Orchestra and Midori in Britten, Sibelius, and Debussy

November 6, 2011 at 3:56 PM

Confession time: I live in small-town Wisconsin, and it’s driving me crazy. This year I’ve spent quite a bit of time in the Minneapolis metro, and while doing so I’ve discovered beyond a shadow of a doubt that I’m actually a big city girl at heart. (Well, bigger city girl, anyway. I realize that some people don’t consider Minneapolis to be a big city. However, I invite those people to move to western Wisconsin, live there for twenty-two years, and then visit Minneapolis. I can assure you they will reconsider their opinion.) Nothing else fulfills me – artistically, emotionally, spiritually – like the kind of world-class performances you find so often in the Twin Cities. Every time I walk down Nicollet Mall to Orchestra Hall, drunk with the throbbing energy of the city, dizzy with the thought that any minute now I’ll be in the big hall with the big orchestra and the big soloists, I feel like a magical new dimension of life is opening up before me. So you can imagine how thrilled I was this week when the stars aligned and I had the opportunity to see the Minnesota Orchestra and Midori in an 11AM program of Britten, Sibelius, and Debussy. The concert exceeded expectations in unexpected ways; I learned more about orchestral music in one morning than I’ve ever learned at a single concert before.

The concert began with the haunting Four Sea Interludes from Peter Grimes by Benjamin Britten. I haven’t listened to much Britten, and I’m not sure why; I invariably love whatever I hear, but I just never take that next step to seek out more. Note to self: more Britten. This is lovely, powerful, weirdly unsettling music, soaked through with misty moonlit atmosphere. I love it. The orchestra played beautifully, although I don’t recall any individual standout moments. (Upon reflection, this may have been because I was too busy fangirling and thinking “oh my God I’m in Orchestra Hall! and look! there’s Osmo Frigging Vanskä! and Erin Keefe and Sarah Kwak and Sam Bergman and Peter McGuire and Tony Ross and all the others oh my God!” to pay as much attention as I should have to the actual music.) I did, however, get the general impression that the Britten was, more than anything else, serving as a curtain-raiser for the event that the orchestra website and brochures have been trumpeting for months: the return of Midori to the Twin Cities.

This is not my first encounter with Midori; I saw her in July 2010 in recital in Winona, Minnesota, and I wrote after that concert that “Her sound – at least as I heard it from the front row of the balcony – was clear, classic, elegant, beautiful, but maybe a bit small, and focused at the center of the hall, as opposed to extending out to the sides.” This time I was way out on the side of Orchestra Hall in the seventh row, so I had a chance to test out my July 2010 hypothesis. Turns out my doubts as to whether her sound could carry out to the corners were well-founded. Her playing was anemic, and it wasn’t a matter of mere acoustics; concertmaster Erin Keefe pierced through much more effortlessly during her brief solos in the second half of the program than Midori did in any of the Sibelius. In an attempt to get another perspective I listened to the MPR broadcast of Friday night’s concert, and I heard the same thing there. In both the broadcast and in real life, certain brief passages came across as clear and loud and gutsy, as if a technician had turned up a mike, but then within a few measures the sound would invariably, mysteriously, fade away again. I’d noted the same disconnect in her sound between the main body of her program and her encore in her July 2010 recital; it’s a very odd phenomenon. To add to the awkwardness, one of the Minnesota Orchestra’s trademarks is a huge dynamic range. Usually, of course, this is a divine treat, but in this particular performance, it almost became a liability as various players struggled not to obliterate their soloist. Whenever a tutti came and they were cut loose to do their wild magnificent thing, it ended up sounding like a toddler was futzing with the volume dial on a very expensive speaker. They never did find their balance, at least not from my seat. I’m sure part of the problem is that I’ve never heard the Sibelius live, and I’m spoiled with unnatural balance on recordings, but my gut’s saying it was more than that, that another player could have pierced through more often. Hopefully someday I’ll get another shot at hearing the Sibelius live, and then I’ll see if this was just a fluke, or if everybody vanishes so far away into the texture. (And who knows, maybe someday I’ll realize I owe Midori an apology for expecting superhuman volume.)

Aside from the projection issues, there were a couple of strange interludes in the first and second movements where everything seemed to slow down, where I didn’t quite understand where she was headed, where my thoughts wandered, where my attention was drawn to the second violinists, or audience members up high in the tiers, or the sheen of Erin Keefe’s hair underneath the spotlight. (Although to be fair, Erin Keefe does have gorgeous hair.) I heard a lot of passion in what Midori was playing, but I felt absolutely none of it. It felt very odd – almost voyeuristic, as if I was in the same room with someone who was crying over a love letter that I’d never be allowed to read.

Clearly, for whatever reason, our two souls didn’t quite connect that morning. Question: why do some performances grip you; assault you; touch, burn, something raw and searing and elemental deep within you – while others only make you think “hmm, impressive” and nod appreciatively while the bravos are shouted and the bows are taken? I know, I know, music is subjective, even (especially?) at the very highest levels of performance. It’s probably part of the reason I love it so; I enjoy being frustrated by ambiguity. But it’s still mind-boggling to me how I can be in the same room with two other much more experienced listeners and apparently hear a totally different performance.

Now it sounds like I’m coming down hard on a great violinist, which I don’t mean to do. There were elements to her performance that I really liked, too, like the dozens of little details she put into that ethereal opening, and her beautiful yearning shifts. Her technique felt solid, aside from a couple of passages in that beastly third movement where just about everyone struggles. She clearly has the chops. But based on my experiences seeing her last year in-recital, and hearing various mind-blowing Vanskä Sibelius performances over the radio, my pre-concert guess was that the orchestra itself would be the real star during the concerto…and I was right. I wish there had been a solo encore so I could hear how she sounded without having to compete with the orchestra. Maybe she’s just one of those violinists whose strengths are best appreciated in a recital setting.

After intermission came an orchestral arrangement of Clair de Lune. Vanskä has a habit of striding onstage and starting the orchestra before the buzz of the acknowledging applause has entirely dissipated in the hall. I’m not sure if he’s frustrated with audiences taking too long to clap as he comes onstage, or if he’s just that excited to get to the music, or what. That quick transition from applause to music didn’t work so well here; the weird result was that the entrance to Clair de Lune sounded jarring. The orchestra played beautifully (of course), but the arrangement itself struck me as rather cloying. I suppose it didn’t help that I watched Twilight last week and there’s that awful scene where Edward and Bella stand around in Edward’s bed-less bedroom for approximately eight hours while blankly stammering and breathing at each another, before randomly, improbably, bonding over their mutual appreciation for (you guessed it) Clair de Lune. (Note to self: don’t ever watch Twilight before going to see a Debussy performance. It will ruin it for you.) (Actually, just to be on the safe side, don’t ever watch Twilight again, period.)

Erin Keefe had a small solo during the piece, and now seems as good a time as any to mention that she is total dynamite. She approaches her new job with the precision and body language of a chamber musician, and she clearly has technique and musicality to burn. I hope her coworkers love her as much as I do. Halfway through the program I even caught myself imagining how amazing it would be to play in her section, and that has certainly never happened before. I’m itching to see if she can deliver the goods playing a concerto gig. Minnesota Orchestra programmers: get on this.

An arrangement of the piano piece L’Îsle Joyeuse came next. This piece was much more satisfying in orchestral form than Clair de Lune was. What a sweep of elegance and excitement! In the program Eric Bromberger mentioned that Debussy worked on the piece while vacationing with his mistress on the Isle of Jersey. Hmm. I’d heard the story before, but I never would have made the connection between the Isle of Jersey and L’Îsle Joyeuse; it certainly lent a whole new dimension to the defiant, bittersweet exultation that permeates the piece. I love enlightening program notes.

The last work on the program, La Mer, was the highlight of the morning by a million miles. Lushness, color, beauty, everything, and lots of everything. Sweeps and slides galore – touches of gorgeous schmaltz – washes of pure sound, followed by perfectly articulated clarity – astonishing, impossible dynamic contrasts. Phrases of only a few notes had (and I’m not exaggerating) five or more dynamics. Every single phrase was gorgeously shaped, especially in the lower strings; principle cellist Tony Ross in particular was a total standout. The whole concert I was really struck by all the principles, and how they interacted with one another and with Vanskä. For whatever reason, the entire orchestra gave off the vibe of a chamber group, and it was such a joy to watch. Music students: watch and learn.

There was a big moment toward the end of the first movement when a bold brass fanfare soared through the hall, and I felt as if I was on the top of a cliff overlooking a choppy salty sea, hair whipping across my face, coat whipping against the wind, totally absolutely against-all-odds invincible. Right away the tears began to prick at my lashes. Okay, I admit it – the brass made me cry. Not the violins, not the violas, not the cellos…the brass. So kudos to them for making this brass-averse string-player tear up. They were just magnificent. From now on whenever I listen to that portion of La Mer I know I’ll remember the way that the notes surged out above me, and how they so brilliantly, so miraculously, encapsulated everything I felt that morning – the relief of escape, the glory of the ecstasy of sound, the exultation of being in a big bustling city crowded full with interesting people who share my obsessive quirky passions. What a breathtaking experience.

So if you have the chance to see a great orchestra and haven’t yet taken advantage of it, for God’s sake, stop putting it off. Go into the city – find a friend to split the costs – take a very long day-trip – just do it. Find a way to make it happen, because I guarantee you that no CD or DVD or Blu-Ray or state-of-the-art surround-sound system can deliver inspiration with the same intensity that a world-class ensemble like the Minnesota Orchestra can. Trust me on this one.

A huge thank-you to all the people who helped to make this memorable day-trip possible. You know who you are…

(This entry was posted from my blog, Song of the Lark. )


From Emily Grossman
Posted on November 6, 2011 at 8:57 PM
Emily, great blog! My favorite description:

"I heard a lot of passion in what Midori was playing, but I felt absolutely none of it. It felt very odd – almost voyeuristic, as if I was in the same room with someone who was crying over a love letter that I’d never be allowed to read."

That describes so much so well. I also like your description of La Mer, which I had the honor of performing a few years ago with the Anchorage Symphony. Unfortunately, at the time, I think it was the most nightmarish thing I'd ever experienced, musically. Difficult repertoire to swallow in two weeks, and I did not put the necessary woodshedding into it. I would much rather have been sitting in the audience. You make me long for a good concert experience!


From Emily Liz
Posted on November 6, 2011 at 10:35 PM
Thank you!

In preparation for the concert I went to IMSLP and followed along with all the string parts. Counting is probably my weakest point as a player (rhythm? pfft, who needs that?) and I could barely follow along, much less even imagine trying to play it... It certainly would be a thrill, though, provided I had more than two weeks to pull it off. It's just more proof that the caliber of players that orchestras like Minnesota are made up of are musical gods, as far as I'm concerned...

From Christina Solensten
Posted on November 7, 2011 at 5:29 PM
Thank you for the review! I was planning on attending this concert, but other scheduling conflicts got in the way. I never hear anything but praise for the MN Orch or Midori, so it was interesting to read a review from a more critical perspective.

Also, I must agree with you about Erin Keefe. I was very glad when the MN Orch announced her as concertmaster! I heard her play the Bruch VC a few years ago and it was a majestic performance. She will do well here!

From John Soloninka
Posted on November 7, 2011 at 8:07 PM
Wonderful post!!!! Very nuanced views.

I agree with several of the responses that seem surprised by their own reaction to Midori. Incredible talent, yet unmoved by the performance.

Somehow... in Midori's Bruch G minor, she seemed perhaps more mimicking the perfect performance, rather than generating it from within...and from owning the piece. I don't know why I feel this, but I do....sort of like a great child prodigy who can't know suffering or tragic love...they are too young...but they can mimic those emotions in their playing.

From Vartkes Ehramdjian
Posted on November 8, 2011 at 2:15 AM
Did I read you right? Sorry I do not know who you are but I am shocked to read that......
"I’m sure part of the problem is that I’ve never heard the Sibelius live, ....... Hopefully someday I’ll get another shot at hearing the Sibelius live, and then I’ll see if this was just a fluke,"
and yet you make all this criticism?????
I have heard Midori play( live )since she was eight years old...........I think she is one of the top 10 violinists in the world today.
Vartkes Ehramdjian

From Emily Liz
Posted on November 8, 2011 at 2:31 AM
"Did I read you right? Sorry I do not know who you are..."

I'm an amateur violinist and a professional writer. See my profile for details. :)

but I am shocked to read that......
"I’m sure part of the problem is that I’ve never heard the Sibelius live, ....... Hopefully someday I’ll get another shot at hearing the Sibelius live, and then I’ll see if this was just a fluke..."

An interesting point, which brings up a lot of other equally interesting points (which in turn could bring up a very interesting blog entry). When do listeners become qualified to pass judgment on a performance? I'm uncomfortable with the idea that before reviewing a performance of Sibelius, I first have to see a performance of Sibelius. I actually think that inexperienced listeners should be encouraged even more than experienced ones to elucidate what they did and did not like in a performance, especially if they make clear to their audience (as I have, repeatedly) where their blind spots may be. Writing about the experience will only help them grow as listeners. Isn't that what we want for all live music lovers?

And trust me, I have nothing against Midori or the Minnesota Orchestra. (To prove my impartiality, if you head to my July 2010 blog, I actually reviewed both of them very positively.)

"I have heard Midori play( live )since she was eight years old...........I think she is one of the top 10 violinists in the world today."

I can certainly respect that opinion. Certain recordings of hers have been definitive for me (her Chopin/Milstein Nocturne, for example - breathtaking). But even the greatest violinists have off days, or repertoire that doesn't suit them, or conductors and orchestras that take off and bury them, or audience members who, for whatever reason, aren't moved by their playing. It would be a dull world if everyone loved everything everybody did. That would be a world bereft of individual taste, right? How dull.

Thanks for the feedback...

Best, Emily

From Ting-Li Lin
Posted on November 8, 2011 at 4:06 PM
Thanks for the review! Midori is coming to Madison, WI this weekend and will be playing Shostakovich No.1 with Madison Symphony. I'm looking forward to it.

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