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Distinguished Concerts International New York (DCINY) Presents Wind Songs in Review

The University of Mississippi Concert Singers; Don Trott, Conductor; Richard Culpepper, collaborative pianist;

Amador Valley High School Wind Ensemble; Jonathan Richard Grantham, Director; Patrick Dandrea, Assistant Director;

Rancho Bernardo High School; Zachary Christy, Director of Orchestras; Duane Otani, Director of Bands

Stern Auditorium, Carnegie Hall, New York, NY

April 8, 2018

As one has come to expect from Distinguished Concerts International New York (DCINY), they put on another large-scale celebration of music this weekend, as usual with a variety of styles, and as always, with emotions running high among performers and audience alike. How does DCINY do it? That is partly a rhetorical question, but part of the answer lies in the fact that they are not afraid of the words “college” and “high school” on some of their choral and orchestral programs, frequently alongside professionals of all ages, including world-famous musicians. After all, some of the most passionate, dedicated ensembles come from the ranks of the young, and for anyone disappointed in “youth today” (said with curmudgeonly grumble), such DCINY concerts are a sure remedy. The firepower from the stage on this occasion was matched by the palpable love from the audience.

Sunday’s concert included choral music in the first half, namely the University of Mississippi Concert Singers, and wind ensemble music after intermission – first from the Amador Valley High School Wind Ensemble from Northern California, and then a wind ensemble from the Rancho Bernardo High School from Southern California.

These multi-institutional concerts can include an overwhelming number of works with printed programs containing much information to relay, so this reviewer will share high points and not necessarily in order. For readers interested in seeing the full program notes as they appeared for this concert, they are available here for download: Program Notes- Wind Songs

The first half was impressive to say the least. The University of Mississippi Concert Singers, an auditioned ensemble under the direction of Don Trott is of an extremely high caliber. Renowned composer Eric Whitacre, who has worked with them, stated that “conducting this chorus is like driving a Ferrari,” and that is no joke. They launched the program with a rousing gospel arrangement (by Shawn Kirchner) of Unclouded Day by Rev. J. K. Alwood (1828-1909) and set the tone for the evening with high energy. The energy was no less intense (although quieter!) in the hallowed piece Taaveti laul (from Psalms of David) Estonian Cyrillus Kreek (1889-1962). A stunning setting of Psalm 104, it was a highlight of the program for this listener. It was interestingly one of several gems selected from the Baltic countries, the others being Augu Nakti, a sprightly folk piece with a feeling of seven-eight meter by Latvian Valts Pūce (b. 1962), the more tonally challenging Kanarbik (From Sügismaastikud –Autumn Landscapes) by Estonian Veljo Tormis (b. 1930-2017), and the luminous Magnificat from Latvian Ēriks Ešenvalds (b. 1977), with Brady Bramlett supplying the lovely solo part. These were all wonderful selections that deserve to be heard more often and were expertly done. Clearly there is musical gold being mined from the Baltic region.

Along with the opening spiritual, there was other Americana woven into the program, including Great Day by Warren Martin (1916-1982), which featured well done solos from Sergio Vergara, Dylan Fink, and Carley Wilemon, and the rousing gospel song Hold On! by Eugene Simpson (b. 1932), which was especially powerful at the tricky-to-tune high-pitched Picardy third ending! It was a joy also to hear Sinner, Please Don’t Let This Harvest Pass by William Grant Still (1895-1978) who is enjoying something closer to the recognition he has long deserved, with much thanks to his daughter. Incidentally, as one wanders through the gallery of framed manuscripts at Carnegie Hall, there is one by William Grant Still, a snippet from a symphony that Still himself once noted had not been played there in his lifetime. Here’s to at least partial straightening old scores (no pun intended)!

It would almost be conspicuous to omit Leonard Bernstein (1918-1990) during this centennial year, and Gloria In Excelsis from his Mass (edited by Doreen Rao) was a good addition by “Ole Miss.” It was given a strong rhythmic energy with the help of collaborative pianist Richard Culpepper, who lent fine support throughout the evening.

These offerings were rounded out by two more selections on youthful themes, including the sweetly touching “coming of age” music, Flight Song, by Norwegian Kim André Arnesen (b. 1980), with Debra Spurgeon ably taking the podium as guest conductor, and All of Us, by Craig Hella Johnson (b. 1962), a moving remembrance of Matthew Shepard, who was tragically murdered in 1998. A vocal trio of Lacey Hindman, Melanie Culhane, Caitlin Richardson gave added luster to a rendition that, despite such a tragic subject, finished with a spirit of affirmation.

DCINY’s ensembles often feature such music of special timely relevance, and the second half of wind music after intermission was no exception. The two wind ensembles were the Amador Valley High School Wind Ensemble under Jonathan Richard Grantham for most works, followed by the final group of the evening, the Rancho Bernardo High School.

We heard Michael Markowski (b. 1986) City Trees, dedicated to the Lesbian and Gay Band Association, and honoring in the composer’s words “the unique challenges my friends have faced and had to overcome.” We heard the highly dramatic work, Testament, by David Maslanka (1943-2017) – with winds, brass, and percussion especially powerful the roar of pain and war.

As if afraid to let things get too dark, we had several kinds of levity in alternation. The Amador winds opened with Louis-Aimé Maillart (1817-1871) The Dragoons of Villars Overture (arr. Clifford Barnes) – pure flashy fun, in an Offenbach sort of way, and clearly fun for these young players. Following the Markowski, we heard Shepherd’s Hey of Percy Grainger (1882-1961, arr. Rogers) with Patrick Dandrea, taking the podium with spirit and returning it to Mr. Grantham, who ably resumed with the lion’s share. For more comic relief we heard The Roosters Lay Eggs in Kansas by Mayhew Lake (1879-1955), complete with duck calls and other silly fun.

The final group from Rancho Bernardo High School also played selections with solemn notes. Under their Director of Orchestras, Zachary Christy, they opened with Fanfare – The Benefaction from Sky and Mother Earth by Satoshi Yagisawa (b. 1975), with the percussion section in full force (albeit a bit overwhelming for the upper winds at times), and following, under Duane Otani, Director of Bands, was An American Elegy by Frank Ticheli (b. 1958). Despite being written to honor the victims of Columbine High School in 1999, it was spacious and regal. As the composer wrote, “It is offered as a tribute to their great strength and courage in the face of a terrible tragedy.”

As the final hurrah of the evening Mr. Otani led his winds in Armenian Dances by Alfred Reed (1921-2005) a brisk and colorful set, played tautly and with vigor.

All in all, it was a heartwarming and inspiring evening. Kudos to all involved!

by Rorianne Schrade for New York Concert Review; New York, NY

Distinguished Concerts International New York (DCINY) presents The Music of Eric Whitacre in Review

Eric Whitacre, composer/conductor

Kelly Yu-Chieh Lin, piano

Sarah Jean Ford, soprano

Distinguished Concerts Singers International

Stern Auditorium at Carnegie Hall, New York, NY

April 8, 2018

How does one make a concert that is both entertaining and musically substantive? This is something that many concert organizers struggle with, but Distinguished Concerts International New York (DCINY) has discovered a simple formula that is a lock for sure-fire success: Invite Eric Whitacre to conduct a concert of his own works. This is Eric Whitacre’s fifteenth appearance with DCINY. Five hundred forty-three singers from Ohio, Massachusetts, California, Canada, United Arab Emirates, Pennsylvania, South Carolina, Utah, Wisconsin, Texas, Tennessee, New Jersey, and individual singers from around the globe gathered under the direction of Mr. Whitacre for an afternoon of some old favorites (Lux Aurumque, Seal Lullaby, The City and the Sea, Cloudburst, and Sleep) with newer works (e.g., Hurt and “Home” from the Sacred Veil), in addition to works by Moses Hogan and John Mackey.

Eric Whitacre is a true force of nature – Grammy-winning composer, conductor, public speaker, and evangelist for the cause of music. He is one of the most charismatic people in any field this reviewer has seen in action. His enthusiasm is simply infectious; one cannot help being drawn in by this dynamic personality.

The Star-Spangled Banner, as arranged by Whitacre, was a welcome pre-concert opener overall. It has some of his characteristic close harmonies, and some other additions for dramatic effect, including that hackneyed leap of a fourth on the held note “Free,” and a Hollywood-esque soundtrack finish. Thankfully, it was not the melisma-fest one so often hears at sporting events by various pop stars.

The program did not follow the printed order, but Mr. Whitacre announced each work with some of the history/back story behind each work. There was a moment of confusion when a string quartet appeared on stage at the appointed time after Mr. Whitacre had just announced the ensuing piece, but without missing a beat, he vamped à la Airplane! – “I picked the wrong week to stop taking amphetamines.” Roaring laughter followed.

Lux Aurumque, one of his earlier works, opened the concert proper. I’ve heard this work countless times, yet it still amazes me how the simplest means have such a profound effect. The chorus rendered the close intervals flawlessly, with excellent balance and intonation. This was an excellent start!

The next piece, Little Birds, to text by Octavio Paz, could be described as “Fauré for the 21st century.” Mr. Whitacre acknowledged Fauré’s influence in his remarks. Complete with bird whistles and paper waving at the end, it was enchanting.

Five Hebrew Love Songs, written in 1995 for his wife Hila Plitman to her texts, is filled with passion. Even a person with little musical training could sense that Mr. Whitacre poured his heart and soul into these songs. The addition of the string quartet added further depth to an already emotionally charged work. Each song was captivating in its own way, but Temuna (A picture), with its almost mournful sentimentality, and the atmospheric, shimmering Eyze sheleg! (What Snow!) were my favorites.

The next work, The Rumor of a Secret King, by John Mackey (b. 1973), set to text from Mr. Mackey’s wife Abby Jaques, was written at the request of Mr. Whitacre. Mr. Mackey and Mr. Whitacre were classmates at Juilliard and remain close friends. It is not a secret that I am an admirer of Mr. Mackey’s works, so I was especially looking forward to this piece. It is filled with driving rhythmic energy, combined with hints of John Tavener. My admiration is intact; this is a worthy addition to the repertoire that was given a winning performance. Mr. Whitacre told the audience that Mr. Mackey is very active on social media and to send him a tweet telling him how good his work was! I am sure many people did just that.

Seal Lullaby, with text from Rudyard Kipling, followed the Mackey. It originally was intended for a DreamWorks project that was abandoned in favor of Kung Fu Panda. Mr. Whitacre called this piece “trunk music,” a work written that is stored away to be used at some point in the future. The tune is simple, yet very moving, and the timbre of the singers was ideal in a touching performance.

The first half concluded with two well-loved and frequently performed spirituals arranged by Moses Hogan (1957-2003), Elijah Rock and The Battle of Jericho (and a third selection in the printed program was omitted). The audience loved the rollicking works and gave all a standing ovation that one usually sees only at the end of a concert.

The second half was all music of Mr. Whitacre. His Goodnight Moon opened. The lyrics come from the beloved children’s book of the same name, which Mr. Whitacre said he has read to his son “at least a thousand times.” It had all the child-like innocence in a sweet, wistful performance that would enchant children of all ages from one to ninety-nine.

The New York premiere of i carry your heart, with text from E.E. Cummings, was next. It was composed as a surprise gift to two friends of Mr. Whitacre. He said it was the favorite poem of the two, and that it was hoped that he could set it to be used at their wedding. Alas, it was not to be, as Mr. Whitacre was unable to get the setting to his satisfaction, instead giving “the worst best man speech in history.” Sometime later, Mr. Whitacre was sitting at the piano randomly striking chords, when a simple two-chord sequence was the catalyst for showing him the path he could not find previously. I’m sure his friends loved the post-wedding gift. The chorus was superb in the “unfolding” of the layers of sound, as it expanded into its full grandeur.

Cloudburst, with text by Octavio Paz, is one of Mr. Whitacre’s signature pieces. With added percussion for the “storm” and chorus member finger snaps for “rain,” it is an aurally and visually arresting tour-de-force. I was disappointed that so few in the audience took the cue from Mr. Whitacre to snap their fingers rapidly in creating the cloudburst effect. It would have been amazing if the entire hall had joined in! Nonetheless, it was still a mesmerizing eight minutes.

The World Premiere of “Home” from The Sacred Veil, courtesy of the DCINY Premiere Project, followed. It is a part of a larger work that Mr. Whitacre is writing in collaboration with his friend Charles Anthony Silvestri. Mr. Whitacre described the veil as the dividing point between the living and the dead, but not a barrier to communication between these worlds. The text is a remembrance of the second date Mr. Silvestri had with his wife, who passed away twelve years ago from ovarian cancer, of the feeling of falling deeply in love with her – “You, feel like home.” A cellist joined the piano and chorus. It was heartbreakingly beautiful, and the emotional impact is still lingering inside me. I very much want to hear the complete work.

The next work, the city and the sea, brought back a light mood. It uses the texts of five poems by E.E. Cummings. Three selections, the jaunty No.1, i walked the boulevard, the nostalgia-tinged No. 3, maggie and milly and molly and may, and the furiously hectic No.5, little man in a hurry were this listener’s favorites.

Hurt, by Trent Reznor (b. 1965), from the group Nine Inch Nails, is a song that Mr. Whitacre told the audience is one of his favorites. An unforgettable cover of this song by Johnny Cash is one of the very last things The Man in Black did before his death. The power of the lyrics is undeniable regardless of one’s feelings about the music itself. Mr. Whitacre’s conception harnesses the rawness of emotion with an otherworldly feeling. Sara Jean Ford’s soprano voice wandered in and out like a calling from beyond. It was haunting, and even a bit unsettling, which might account for the somewhat bewildered response from the audience. This listener found it to be most compelling.

Sleep was the final work. Originally written using Robert Frost’s Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening, Mr. Whitacre was denied permission by the Frost estate to use the text in any form, including performance, until 2038 (when the work would enter the public domain), and was threatened with legal action. Luckily for Mr. Whitacre, his friend Charles Anthony Silvestri was able to provide him with a metrically identical poem, for which Mr. Whitacre was able to use the already written music. It was a sublime ending to a memorable afternoon. The audience gave Mr. Whitacre a long standing ovation. The formula remains effective: Mission accomplished, DCINY!

Kudos to the unsung hero of this concert, pianist Kelly Yu-Chieh Lin, who was a superstar in her own right. If one missed this concert, it will be encored on April 15, 2018 at David Geffen Hall at Lincoln Center.

by Jeffrey Williams for New York Concert Review; New York, NY

Legato Arts presents Ivan Ženatý in Review

Ivan Ženatý, violin

Weill Recital Hall at Carnegie Hall, New York, NY

April 4, 2018

For the 333rd anniversary of the year of J.S. Bach’s birth, Czech violinist Ivan Ženatý presented three selections from the celebrated Sonatas and Partitas for solo violin (BWV 1001-1006). He offered two partitas (No. 3, BWV 1006 and No. 2, BWV 1004) and one sonata (No.1, BWV 1001) in a program played without intermission or significant pause (more about this later). It was to prove to be a night of profundity and artistry that held the sold-out Weill Hall enthralled.

Mr. Ženatý (www.ivanzenaty.com) is what one might call a “throwback.” In today’s world, where many performers resort to “shock and awe” tactics with edgy wardrobe choices and brashness, often with a heavy dose of histrionic gestures, it is refreshing to see a performer honoring the traditions of days past. Dressed elegantly in white tie and tails, Mr. Ženatý has a regal bearing that exudes confidence, but without arrogance. There are no mannerisms to draw attention to himself; rather, he is a faithful servant of the music, investing in it his full attention and energy.

Written in 1720, the Sonatas and Partitas are models of the violin’s technical capacity as a solo instrument, and they have become an essential part of the violin repertoire. Georges Enescu considered them “The Himalayas of violinists,” and he recorded all the sonatas and partitas in the late 1940s. Perhaps more relevant to this evening, though, is mention of Josef Suk’s recordings and performances of these very works, as Mr. Suk was among the important mentors of Mr. Ženatý. It occurred to this listener at several points in the evening that his influence was discernible in matters of tone and artistry – both exceptional.

Opening with celebrated Partita No. 3 in E major, BWV 1006, Mr. Ženatý established his command immediately. The quick dynamic changes in the Preludio were flawless, and without any loss of sonority or tempo. Particularly beautiful were his softer passages. So many string players lose the quality of projection when playing softly – or worse, in amateurish cases, slow down! – but Mr. Ženatý demonstrated an effortless mastery with no such issues. His ornaments were delicate without being brittle or strained sounding, and he never rushed in the lively movements. He showed a flexibility of phrasing and elegance that were just what was needed for the courtlier dance movements, with exemplary clarity and crispness of articulation.

Throughout the evening, it should be noted, Mr. Ženatý’s intonation was always precise and his bow work exquisite, without any hint ever of scratchiness. One can only hope that, in his capacity as a teacher (on the faculty of the Cleveland Institute of Music and elsewhere), he can impart his secrets to the next generation! It doesn’t hurt that Mr. Ženatý plays a 1740 Giuseppe Guarneri del Jesu violin, courtesy of the Harmony Foundation of New York, but naturally even such a violin doesn’t play itself!

Following the E Major Partita was the Sonata No.1 in G minor, BWV 1001. Played incisively throughout, with careful attention to the smallest of details, it was a virtual masterclass on how to play this work.

I must offer one serious criticism, not about the quality of Mr. Ženatý’s playing, but that he did not allow sufficient time between works for the audience members to “reset” their ears. This listener needs the sonic equivalent of a glass of water (i.e., a moment of silence), and while the violinist might have not wished to lose his momentum, it was apparent that some in the audience were not even clear about where in the program they were (as was evidenced by the lack of any applause until the complete end). Leaving the stage for just a moment would have solved all issues, and I am a bit surprised that such an intelligent musician failed to avail himself of this simple action.

The Partita No.2 in D minor, BWV 1004, with its epic final Chaconne, ended the program. This Chaconne, in the right hands, is always the pinnacle of a program, and as much as one had been mesmerized by the playing throughout this concert, including the beautifully played earlier movements of this Partita – especially the Sarabande – one could feel the anticipation building right up through the Giga that precedes it. Yehudi Menuhin called the Chaconne “the greatest structure for solo violin that exists,” and Joshua Bell has said the Chaconne is “not just one of the greatest pieces of music ever written, but one of the greatest achievements of any man in history. It’s a spiritually powerful piece, emotionally powerful, structurally perfect.” It is indeed all of the above, but it takes a violinist of the highest order, and Mr. Ženatý fit the bill. He not only did not flag after the preceding works but, on the contrary, he seemed to be even more energized and focused than during the rest of the evening. He took a deep breath before launching into it, and it was clear that he was embarking on an unforgettable journey. His conception was breathtaking, and no detail was amiss in the realization of it. One was left simply awestruck.

The audience (finally!) responded and gave Mr. Ženatý an immediate and richly deserved standing ovation. Shouts of Bravo! beckoned Mr. Ženatý to return to the stage four times, perhaps hoping to coax an encore. After the monumental Chaconne, this would have been akin to popping open a can of beer after eating at a three-star restaurant. Of course, Mr. Ženatý did not do that, but took his final leave with the Chaconne’s last notes still resounding in one’s ears.

There are not many chances to hear a violinist of this caliber live – music lovers who have the opportunity to hear Ivan Ženatý in future performances should not hesitate to go.

by Jeffrey Williams for New York Concert Review; New York, NY

Distinguished Concerts International New York (DCINY) Presents Anniversaries in Review

Warren Lee, piano

Weill Recital Hall at Carnegie Hall, New York, NY

April 2, 2018

In this centennial year marking the birth of composer, conductor, and pianist Leonard Bernstein (1918-1990), the world is hearing a great deal of his music. The Leonard Bernstein website, www.leonardbernstein.com, features a calendar of worldwide 2018 performances including, for example, a deluge of selections and renditions of West Side Story, Candide, some high-profile performances of this reviewer’s favorite, the Chichester Psalms, and of course some of the Symphony No. 2: Age of Anxiety (including next week, April 11, the Boston Symphony Orchestra with Jean-Yves Thibaudet at Carnegie Hall); by comparison, performances of Bernstein’s piano solo collections entitled Anniversaries are included in a relative handful of events.

Enter pianist Warren Lee. In his recent Weill Recital Hall program, Mr. Lee played eight selections from Bernstein’s four sets of Anniversaries and even entitled his concert Anniversaries, despite also including George Gershwin’s Rhapsody in Blue, and Liszt’s Sonata in B minor (which I believe are not celebrating any particular anniversaries). Liszt’s Sonata in B minor is not often regarded as an add-on – nor for that matter the Gershwin – but the focus was clearly meant to be Bernstein here. Mr. Lee gave his audience a memorable gift of insight into Bernstein’s world, and to round it out with standard repertoire was very much in keeping with Bernstein’s own sense of balance and popular appeal.

For those not familiar with the Anniversaries (totaling 29 miniatures in four sets, but pared down for this concert), each piece is written in tribute to a particular person in Bernstein’s life, in some cases extremely well known, such as Aaron Copland or Stephen Sondheim, but in other cases less so, such as Helen Coates, Bernstein’s piano teacher and later friend and secretary. As expressive character pieces, they are not unlike Virgil Thomson’s Portraits, which presume on the part of the listener some specific (sometimes arcane) knowledge in order to reach full understanding. They therefore pose a potential problem in programming. Even many pianists are not familiar with names such as Helen Coates or Felicia Montealegre (Bernstein’s wife), so to get an audience to pay attention to works bearing those names requires an especially communicative approach. Again, enter Warren Lee.

What was so ingenious about Mr. Lee’s presentation was the alternation of his own carefully selected readings from Bernstein’s letters with his own compelling interpretations of the music. One was drawn into the relationships that inspired the different vignettes, and the music became a tonal autobiography of the composer and his colleagues and loved ones.

Bernstein, in love with humanity in a Whitmanesque way, was insatiable socially as much as musically (by his own description), and so it is fitting that some of his work is, in a sense, “about people” in his circle. In any case, one came away from this concert with a deepened awareness of Bernstein’s own feelings through his words and music. Mr. Lee’s readings and interpretations presented it all in a seamless and accessible way. No heads were in laps glued to program notes, thanks to the spoken introductions – an important consideration, as a single paragraph would take longer to read than some of the miniatures!

The excellent conception was matched by excellent pianism. In the first selection, For Felicia Montealegre Mr. Lee’s gentle and stunningly voiced phrases resembled speech patterns in their sensitive inflection. One almost felt privy to a conversation between Leonard Bernstein and his wife. The next piece, For Johnny Mehegan, inspired by the American jazz musician, brought to life an acerbic, mockingly humorous character, colorfully conveyed by Mr. Lee.

For David Diamond evokes the melancholy and intense volatility that afflicted Bernstein’s fellow composer – and subsequently their friendship – but one still needed Mr. Lee to bring it all to the listener, which he did masterfully. For Helen Coates was appropriately energetic for a woman who was a life force in many ways for Bernstein, conveying the lifelong importance to him of teaching and learning. It was played brilliantly.

For Aaron Copland, as one might expect, had a certain flavor of the composition of Copland himself, with spare, semplice textures that spoke of the vulnerability of art in a world of increasing war (as a prefatory letter illustrated as well). This piece was followed by For Sergei Koussevitzky which had heightened dissonance and a still more ponderous quality.

The variety of these pieces says so much about Bernstein’s own sensitivity and vulnerability. Despite this composer’s larger-than-life personality, each piece represented not so much Bernstein’s own ego but more intensely the impact of others on his life and work. For Stephen Sondheim was dreamy and atmospheric, as one might expect, and one heard the closeness of the two who worked together on West Side Story.

Nothing quite touched the emotional power of the final selection, In Memoriam: Helen Coates. Mr. Lee brought out its profound sadness and, with sensitive pedaling created the otherworldly music of heartbreak. It closed a musical grouping that cast Bernstein as having an even more fragile human quality as man and musician than one normally has seen. Mr. Lee proved himself to be a truly insightful and sympathetic interpreter.

George Gershwin’s Rhapsody in Blue for solo piano closed the first half with the racy, sassy spirit one has come to expect from this piece. Note-wise it was nearly perfect. Some sections seemed a bit straitlaced, but one could argue that at least one such performance is needed for every fifteen that are overblown and hammy. It was in a way refreshing, though I did crave a more ramped up bass in the left-hand octaves towards the end. Perhaps there was a concern about outweighing the rather glassy octaves of the treble, but sometimes one has to just go for broke with the spirit of the thing. Incidentally, though the program notes mention some comments Bernstein made about the loosely strung structure of the Gershwin, no mention was made that Bernstein played this piece often – perhaps that detail was considered self-explanatory.

As for Liszt’s Piano Sonata in B minor, it was a fine and virtuosic close, if a bit understated for this reviewer. Some parts sounded metric to the point of seeming almost perfunctory rather than gestural. On the other hand, the tautness of such passages did set in relief the elasticity of the beautiful dreamier sections, so all in all it worked. One had the occasional quibble with what seemed at some points like slight over-pedaling, and for a brief moment towards the end things did go a bit astray, but all recovered quite well.

An enthusiastic ovation merited several curtain calls and an encore of more Bernstein, For Felicia On Our 28^th Birthday (& her 52^nd). Mr. Lee capped the evening off reading words from Ronald Reagan in praise of Leonard Bernstein – a final tribute to close what was an enlightening and memorable evening. Bravo!

by Rorianne Schrade for New York Concert Review; New York, NY

Distinguished Concerts International New York (DCINY) presents Total Vocal in Review

Deke Sharon, host, conductor, arranger, and creative director

Shelley Regner, Matthew Sallee, guest soloists

VoicePlay, Shemesh Quartet, special guests

Distinguished Concerts Singers International

David Geffen Hall, Lincoln Center, New York, NY

March 25, 2018

Distinguished Concerts International New York (DCINY), masters of the “big show,” outdid themselves in the fourth edition of Total Vocal. Deke Sharon, arguably the leading force in the world of a cappella, was once again on hand to host and direct. What used to be the domain of East coast colleges, with a few hundred groups, has now exploded into a worldwide phenomenon, with over 3000 groups, largely to the popularity of shows and movies such as The Sing-Off and the Pitch Perfect franchise, to which Mr. Sharon’s contributions were integral.

The two-hour extravaganza had something for everyone, and even the crustiest of curmudgeons would have been hard pressed not to feel the pure joy that filled the hall. The concert was live streamed on DCINY’s Facebook page. Click here to watch and re-live the fun: DCINY Facebook page

There are concerts after which a reviewer will offer specific comments about intonation, diction, balance, and other musical considerations. This is not one of those concerts; for one, it would be almost obnoxiously nitpicky, and secondly, it would miss the point of the concert altogether. Quoting Mr. Sharon: “This is not a classical concert. You can clap, sing along, or dance if you want to.” Many audience members in the sold-out David Geffen Hall took up Mr. Sharon on his offer, and it was one of the most pleasurable two hours this listener has had in a long while.

Mr. Sharon informed us that there were 525 singers from nine countries, and one might make the assumption that all of the performers would all be youngsters. This would be wrong! The ranks of the singers were filled with not only teens and twenty-somethings, but many “veterans” as well. It was wonderful to see the young with the old, people from around the world all joined together having the time of their lives. My attention was especially drawn to an elderly gentleman in the front row who showed the enthusiasm and energy of a teenager. You’ll be sure to find your own favorites.

With twenty-two songs (eleven on each half), and nearly thirty soloists, it would turn this review into a book report to name each and every song and soloist. I’m going to limit myself to the guest soloists, featured ensembles, and highlights of the other selections. For a full list of songs, soloists, and performers, click here: Total Vocal Program Notes.

An ensemble named Room 100, from the Peters Township High School in Pittsburgh, offered a stylish performance of Norah Jones’s Don’t Know Why. The Shemesh Quartet from Mexico, favorites from the third Total Vocal, returned again this year and wowed the audience with their Latin Medley, which dramatized song samplings by pantomiming changing stations on a radio. The group Evolve, from Chesapeake High School in Maryland, gave us a high-octane performance of Duffy’s Mercy. Layne Stein, from VoicePlay, was dazzling in a solo of vocal percussion (sometimes called beatbox). Matthew Sallee, the newest member of Pentatonix, closed the first half with Lionel Richie’s All Night Long. His voice and engagement with the audience brought the house down in what was the highlight of the concert for this listener.

On the second half, the entire ensemble of VoicePlay sang a touching rendition of Waving Through a Window, from the Broadway hit Dear Evan Hansen. The delightfully named Psycho-Chor de FSU Jena, from Germany (the name refers to members being psychology students at the Friedrich-Schiller-University, Jena) was both slick and sophisticated in the song Royals, by Lorde. Candice Helfand-Rogers’s F You (by Lily Allen, not to be confused with the CeeLo Green song of the same title) was appropriately saucy. No Treble, from Bangalore, put their own imprint on Cups, a version of the 1931 song When I’m Gone that became popular after Anna Kendrick’s rendition in the first Pitch Perfect movie from 2012. Shelley Regner, from the Pitch Perfect movies, was ebullient in the Katrina and the Waves hit Walkin’ on Sunshine.

This listener’s favorites from the other selections were Toxic, in a James Bond meets Britney Spears arrangement, Proud Mary (the Tina Turner version, of course!), Louis Prima’s Sing, Sing, Sing, which broke out into a swing dance party on stage, and Randy Newman’s tear-jerker When She Loved Me.

The hyper-energetic Mr. Sharon obviously loves what he does. His enthusiasm was infectious as he roamed the stage, sprinting to help a performer with microphone issues, dancing along and blowing kisses to all, while working the audience as if he had been born to do it. He also arranged nearly every song on the program, and even sang solo on George Gershwin’s Summertime. His vocal mimicking of a trumpet, complete with Harmon (“Wah-Wah”) mute was mind-blowing. What a talent!

U2’s I Still Haven’t Found What I’m Looking For had Voiceplay, Ms. Regner, and Mr. Sallee return in a showstopper finale. Singers from the first half raced up the aisles to join in.

The built-in encore The Lion Sleeps Tonight, with “mandatory” audience participation brought the concert to a rousing close. The fifth Total Vocal is already on the calendar for Palm Sunday in 2019. Mark your calendars now and be there. You’ll have the time of your life!

by Jeffrey Williams for New York Concert Review; New York, NY

Bargemusic Presents Masterworks Series: Vera Vaidman in Review

Vera Vaidman, violin and viola

Bargemusic, Brooklyn, NY

March 23, 2018

In celebration of J. S. Bach’s 333^rd birthday anniversary this month, Bargemusic is presenting the composer’s complete works for unaccompanied bowed instruments in five recitals featuring violinist/violist Vera Vaidman. This feast of great music includes all of Bach’s six masterpieces for solo violin (the Sonatas and Partitas BWV 1001-1006) and all six masterpieces for solo cello (the Suites BWV 1007-1012), transcribed for viola.

Ms. Vaidman, one of the last pupils of the legendary David Oistrakh, has enjoyed a highly illustrious career, with concerts and master classes in distinguished venues too numerous to name. She has performed and recorded with Rudolf Serkin and Andras Schiff, as soloist with the Israel Philharmonic Orchestra under Zubin Mehta, the Jerusalem Symphony with Lukas Foss (on US tour), with Gerard Schwarz, Mendi Rodan, Rudolf Barshai, and with numerous orchestras in Israel, Europe, South America, and South Africa. Foremost a violinist, she has also performed as a violist since 2007.

It is not too unusual these days for cellists to take on the cycle of six cello suites in recital, and such programming is usually a noteworthy event. Similarly, some brave violinists take on a cycle of the complete Sonatas and Partitas, an equally formidable undertaking. What is truly extraordinary, though, is that Ms. Vaidman, equally comfortable whether playing viola (in the role of cello) or playing violin, tackled a cycle of both sets within the span of just nine days between March 16 and March 25 (in addition to a sixth recital of completely different repertoire). For those looking to mark what is being called Women’s History Month this March, they’ll need look no further than Ms. Vaidman’s series for a colossal achievement in the field of classical music.

While this reviewer heard only the March 23^rd recital, it was clear that Ms. Vaidman is one outstanding violinist and violist. In a program pairing the Suite No. 4 in E-flat major, BWV 1010 (viola) and the Partita No. 2 in D minor (violin), BWV 1004 – known best for its monumental Chaconne finale – she navigated the extreme challenges of both works with the ease of a veteran and the involvement of a highly dedicated musician, all from memory (as one learns was the case for this entire cycle).

The Suite in E-flat major opened the recital. Interpretation of the Prelude from this suite is a particular bête noire for this reviewer, as performances seem to alternate between those with excessive prolongation of the initial bass notes (leading the listener to feel five beats in each measure rather than four as written) and those with a slavish adherence to the beat, which undermine one’s sense of contrasting tonal layers and registers. Thankfully, Ms. Vaidman avoided both extremes and struck the right balance here, lingering on the basses without upsetting the meter. On the subject of basses, Ms. Vaidman’s were warm and full, such that one never even missed the cello sounds so deeply connected to this music. Her lower range was a beautiful, though sometimes it did tend to overpower the higher registers. In cases where Bach’s writing called for almost antiphonal tiers of upper and lower voices, this registral contrast was an asset. Occasionally, though, in longer, more fluid lines, it seemed to result in some slightly pinched peaks. In general, though, Ms. Vaidman’s shaping of phrases and overall conceptions won the day.

One hesitates to criticize details in a venue such as the Barge, in which the resonant acoustics and intimate space leave even the slightest fluctuation of the bow’s weight quite audible. One needs in such a case to distance oneself aurally, just as one might step back in viewing a painting, and to take in the glory of this music. There was much that was glorious. High points in the E-flat Suite were the sensitively rendered Allemande and a very thoughtful Sarabande. Also a delight was the Bourrée II, which had the perfect pesante approach, not prettified as it sometimes is. The Gigue had an exuberance which closed the work with triumph.

Changing from viola to violin presents its own unique challenges, but the transition was made quite skillfully to the Partita in D minor. Though Ms. Vaidman had become acclimated physically to the viola for the first half of the recital, her violin performance seemed to reflect even more naturalness and ease overall. She was able to inflect the Allemande’s phrases with attention to detail without losing the long lines, and the Courante (or perhaps more properly Corrente) projected a lively and precise dance-like spirit. Her Sarabande held this listener (and the audience) completely, and the Gigue was excellent, with only the occasional slip.

All built to the Chaconne, which capped off the evening with grandeur and beauty. One of the high points of the entire music literature, in this reviewer’s mind, it was beautifully paced by Ms. Vaidman, who built the momentum logically and incrementally to its glorious peaks. Her excellent voicing revealed Bach’s contrapuntal lines, and her control of dynamics made for wonderfully varied textures. A few smudged double-stops along the way were the only downside, but en route to building this musical shrine, such matters are fairly inevitable. All in all, it was a tremendous evening. Brava!

by Rorianne Schrade for New York Concert Review; New York, NY

Distinguished Concerts International New York (DCINY) presents Reflections of Light in Review

Distinguished Concerts Orchestra; Distinguished Concerts Singers International

Jonathan Griffith, DCINY Artistic Director and conductor

Hilary Apfelstadt, conductor laureate; Martha Shaw, director; Carol Joy Sparkman, accompanist;

Dinos Constantinides, composer-in-residence; Iris Derke, flute soloist; Kirsten Agresta Copely, harp soloist

David Geffen Hall, Lincoln Center, New York, NY

March 17, 2018

On a chilly St. Patrick’s Day, Distinguished Concerts International New York (DCINY) offered a respite from the holiday revelry in New York City by way of a concert entitled Reflections of Light. Featured were the World Premiere of a work by DCINY favorite Dinos Constantinides and Luigi Cherubini’s masterful Requiem in C minor. Singers from Georgia, Mississippi, New Jersey, New York, Ohio, Oklahoma, Canada, and New Zealand were on hand to reach for the stars.

The concert was live streamed on DCINY’s Facebook page. Click here to watch: DCINY Facebook page

Martha Shaw took the podium to open the concert with a set of eight songs on celestial themes. The chorus was made up of middle school and high school singers. For a complete list of the works, I recommend that the reader take a moment to read Ms. Shaw’s charming program notes by following this link: Reflections of Light Program Notes.

One has to expect a certain unevenness with groups of younger singers, which is not meant as a criticism, but the reality of a wide range of abilities of the participants. In this case, the sopranos were the dominant force.

Ms. Shaw coached her young charges well. Even if there were occasional balance issues, the intonation was solid, and the poise of the singers was admirable. It is always a joy to see the smiles of young performers regardless of any musical considerations. Pianist Carol Joy Sparkman was an integral part of the success.

Highlights included the opening Salmo 150 (Psalm 150) by Ernani Aguiar, which was delivered with a driving intensity, and Gus Edwards’s 1909 vaudeville hit By the Light of the Silvery Moon. True Light, by Keith Hampton featured an unnamed male singer, who came to the front of the stage and gave an impassioned solo. He had the audience cheering. The chorus swayed to and fro in rhythm to the music. Their families and friends rewarded their stars with a standing ovation, something these young performers will remember for a lifetime.

After a short pause, the stage was set for the World Premiere of Dinos Constantinides’s Concerto for Flute, Harp, and Orchestra, LRC 268b, written for and dedicated to Iris Derke and DCINY in celebration of their ten-year anniversary.

This work is meant as a companion piece to Mozart’s Concerto for Flute, Harp, and Orchestra, but with the Greek-themed style in which Mr. Constantinides excels. The composer writes in his notes that he used materials from prior works, notably in the second movement, Hymn, which uses the Delphic Hymn dating back to 200 B.C. (As I have mentioned in a prior review, I am somewhat incredulous about this, but will defer to Mr. Constantinides). Jonathan Griffith took the podium to conduct.

The Concerto showed Mr. Constantinides to be quite skillful in writing idiomatically for both the flute and harp soloists. Both Ms. Derke and Ms. Copley were shown to great advantage, with passagework that showcased their virtuosity, including the use of extended techniques. This listener’s favorite movement was the finale, Dance, a lively romp that could be called “Greek Hoedown.” Mr. Constantinides joined Ms. Derke, Ms. Copley, and Maestro Griffith on stage to take a bow for a well-deserved ovation from the audience.

After intermission, conductor laureate Hilary Apfelstadt took the podium to lead Luigi Cherubini’s Requiem in C minor. Written in 1816 for an 1817 memorial service for Louis XVI (who was beheaded twenty-three years earlier), this work was greatly admired by Beethoven, Schumann, and Brahms. Cherubini used small forces (no flutes) and no vocal soloists, perhaps because of the limitations of the space available for that memorial service.

Ms. Apfelstadt took a careful, well-considered, and meticulous approach. Her directions were spare and without any histrionics, confident that the excellent Distinguished Concerts Orchestra would produce maximum results. That confidence was well-placed in what was truly an exceptional performance. The sinister Dies Irae, complete with gong(!), and the Agnus Dei, which began in an almost defiant manner, but resolved into a beautiful serenity, were the highlights for this listener. Much praise must be given to the chorus as well. They were well-prepared and thrived under Ms. Apfelstadt’s leadership. The audience gave all the performers a standing ovation at the concert’s end. Keep reaching for the stars, DCINY!

by Jeffrey Williams for New York Concert Review; New York, NY

Wa Concert Series Presents Hidden Masterpieces in Review

Charles Neidich, clarinet; Mariko Furukawa, piano;

The Parker Quartet, Daniel Chong, violin; Kristopher Tong, violin;

Jessica Bodner, viola; Kee-Hyun Kim, cello

The Tenri Cultural Institute of New York, New York, NY

March 11, 2018

A riveting program of clarinet music, artfully curated by Charles Neidich, was heard Sunday, March 11, at the Tenri Institute. It included works by Mieczysław Weinberg (1919-1996), Vassily Lobanov (b. 1947), and Alexander Lokshin (1920-1987), three musicians who composed with great power and originality through years of Soviet oppression. Aptly named “Hidden Masterpieces” this program’s treasures have gradually been pulled from an obscurity that came not from mere happenstance but from countless deliberate obstacles including condemnations, imprisonments, murders of family and friends, threats, and lies. Some of this music has only in the past few decades become familiar to musicians, let alone the wider public, so a concertgoer might have been satisfied with the novelty of readings by even a journeyman clarinetist; on the contrary, though, we heard none other than Charles Neidich himself, who could be described (and has been) as arguably the finest clarinetist in the world. What a concert!

In his dual role as performer and Artistic Director of the Wa series, Mr. Neidich spoke eloquently about each work and composer, and then played with near-superhuman skill and intensity. He clearly has studied this music and history deeply and personally, including having been the first Fulbright grant recipient to study in the then Soviet Union in 1975, attending the Moscow Conservatory for three years; he shares his scholarship and experience, though, with disarmingly natural ease. His spoken introductions were not dry, academic lectures, but rather crystalized insights that went to the heart of the music itself.

Introducing Mieczysław Weinberg’s Sonata Op. 28 for clarinet and piano, Mr. Neidich commented on the special tendency of Soviet composers to keep musical “diaries” of a sort, a comment that illuminated the stretches of what Mr. Neidich referred to as almost “banal” music, or the somewhat more prosaic writing that alternated with more dramatic musical moments. One could hear such narrative unfolding in the Weinberg Sonata, and Mr. Neidich’s interpretation had an inevitability that made it irresistible. Particularly stirring were the recurring suggestions of klezmer melody, inflected with utter soulfulness. In its entirety, the work had a deeply moving impact. Because its thoughtful construction emerged most fully in retrospect, it seems that future hearings should serve only to reinforce its important place in the clarinet repertoire.

The evening’s superb collaborator, Mariko Furukawa, went beyond pianistic precision to plumb the depths of this extremely demanding music right with Mr. Neidich. Together they held the capacity audience spellbound.

Haunting this listener long after the concert ended was the comment by Mr. Neidich, that during his Fulbright studies in Moscow in the 1970’s (even shortly after the death of Dmitri Shostakovich, a close friend of Weinberg’s) one simply did not hear of Weinberg. As Mr. Neidich said, “I knew nothing of his existence.” The Lokshin story was similarly heartbreaking. Lest this reader feel as despondent as this reviewer felt over it all, a renaissance for these composers seems well underway. For the sake of thoroughness, it will require a great deal of time, but one is extremely grateful to those such as Mr. Neidich who are infusing this music with new life.

Following Weinberg’s Clarinet Sonata came the Sonata for clarinet and piano by composer-pianist Vassily Lobanov (b. 1947). We were told that Mr. Lobanov had composed the Sonata in the 1980’s and given a copy to Mr. Neidich in 1990. The two musicians are good friends and happen to seem quite well matched musically. If the Weinberg Sonata had struck one as wide in range, the Lobanov work took things to even more intensely dramatic levels. Composed in a language not alien to the Soviet style of his day but also, as Mr. Neidich stated, with some influence from the Russian Orthodox tradition, the work is one of huge emotional scope. It drew upon Mr. Neidich’s incredible variety of timbres and dynamics, along with those of Ms. Furukawa. They held the audience rapt through the musical journey, from quietest whispers and long lines to frenzied repeated motives and cataclysmic explosions and back. By the end one felt exhausted but awakened. It should be a vehicle for virtuoso clarinetists to champion, if they can!

What could possibly follow these works? Even after an intermission with bountiful refreshments provided by Mr. Neidich’s wife, Ayako Oshima, also an internationally known clarinetist, the second half was a good point at which to expand the personnel, and Mr. Neidich, with an impresario’s instincts, enlisted the dynamic Grammy-winning Parker Quartet to join him in the American premiere of Alexander Lokshin’s Quintet for clarinet and strings. It was a high-voltage convergence of forces, five stellar musicians in service to a profoundly moving and original work. The ensemble was tightly knit, and the interpretation was potent and cohesive. This quintet begs for further performances, but it would be hard to top the pairing of the Parker and Mr. Neidich.

A word of explanation about Lokshin: he had been known early in his life as a leading expert on Mahler and Stravinsky and had been declared “a genius” by Shostakovich. He was not surprisingly denounced by the Soviet authorities as “decadent” and a “formalist” for the very reasons that his music may be treasured, as a natural outgrowth of the music of the preceding century. Once Stalin had died, Lokshin might have found a certain improved situation, and his 1955 clarinet quintet does reflect some flickers of optimism; tragically, though, he was also accused (falsely, as has only been settled in recent years) of being NKVD-KGB informer and was thus ostracized by even those who would have rallied to his side. In summary, for those wondering why an American premiere is occurring 31 years after the composer’s death and 63 years after the composition date, such tragic and criminal injustice is why – the morass of Soviet slander and obfuscation is slow to unravel. What is encouraging, though, is that there are always those interested in digging for the truth and for artistic treasure, no matter how many years later.

Profound appreciation and admiration go to Mr. Neidich – and to other artists who champion the music of the Soviet composers who endured so much – and huge congratulations are in order for a most meaningful and successful concert. One hopes that Mr. Neidich will share these interpretations more widely, both live and in recording – as the works deserve it – and one hopes that their renaissance will be in just proportion to the chilling decades of silence.

For upcoming concerts, not to be missed, one can visit www.waconcertseries.com

by Rorianne Schrade for New York Concert Review; New York, NY

Si-Yo Music Society Foundation Presents Coloristic Saxophone in Review

Wonki Lee and Brandon Choi, Saxophonists; Kyung-Eun Na, pianist

Bruno Walter Auditorium, New York Public Library for the Performing Arts

Lincoln Center, New York, NY

March 6, 2018

Two superb saxophonists and an excellent pianist collaborator came together in recital this week for what was a described by Soyeon Park (Si-Yo Music Society Foundation’s Artistic Director) as “the first classical saxophone duo recital performed by Korean musicians in New York City.” Just when one thinks that there is very little new under the sun, Wonki Lee and Brandon Choi emerge on the scene not only as pioneers but as brilliant ones.

For the record, not all of the works were for two saxophones with piano, but the highlights of the program were. For this instrumentation we heard Duo Concertant by Jean-Baptiste Singelée (1812-1875), Paganini Lost for two alto saxophones and piano by Jun Nagao (b. 1964), and for a finale Francis Poulenc’s Trio for piano oboe, and bassoon in an arrangement for two saxophones and piano by Junichi Sato, an intriguing selection of works, augmented by several solo compositions.

The opening of the program, the Singelée duo, was given a knockout performance, with Wonki Lee on soprano sax, Brandon Choi on alto sax, and Kyung-Eun Na at the piano. In what might have been saved as a virtuoso finale by a composer known for salon showpieces, the dazzling display in it announced from the start that this ensemble was not some mere ad hoc combination, but a tightly knit meeting of musical minds. What made it so special was the joyous interaction in the duo, sharing each note’s musical impulse rather than merely cleaving to the beat through the cascades of technical wizardry, as might be expected given the challenges to synchronize. The surging arpeggios and scales virtually bubbled up like laughter, and the saxophonists seemed to savor the ride of shared phrasing and musical repartee. Helping to knit the two parts was a balletic energy that was particularly pronounced in Mr. Choi, who appeared to possess within his physique a coiled spring ready to send him airborne.

Paganini Lost by Jun Nagao was a discovery for this listener, adding to the ever-growing body of work based on Paganini’s twenty-fourth Caprice (along with Brahms, Rachmaninoff, Witold Lutosławski, Robert Muczynski, and numerous others). A welcome addition in a jazzy idiom, it afforded exciting solo moments not only for each saxophonist but also for the excellent pianist Kyung-Eun Na, who managed fistfuls of notes with aplomb all evening (often handling her own perilous page-turning, though a page-turner was present).

The Poulenc arrangement by Junichi Sato was also interesting, a remarkably successful adaptation from the original trio, of which this reviewer happens to be a longtime devotee. The reworking was beautiful, certainly helped along by sensitive shading from each player, and it closed the evening with plenty of color, as promised in this program’s title.

Interspersed among these works pairing Mr. Lee and Mr. Choi were four solo saxophone works, three of them with piano. Notably, Mr. Lee performed his own saxophone-piano adaptation of Claude Debussy’s Rapsodie pour orchestra et saxophone. What one generally hears in concert (whether played with orchestra or piano reduction) is a combination of Debussy’s own manuscript and sketches and the work of Jean Roger-Ducasse, in whom Debussy placed enormous trust. While I’ve on occasion enjoyed that “original” piano reduction (perhaps relying partly on what one’s imagination or memory can supply of orchestral timbres), Mr. Lee’s version, as he states, incorporates the music from the complete orchestration more thoroughly, including transferring orchestral wind parts into the solo saxophone part itself. It represents a fascinating undertaking, certainly worthy of further hearings.

Mr. Choi then took the stage to give the world premiere of White Shadow of Passed Time II for solo saxophone (2018) by In Sun Jo (b. 1953). The only selection to allow Ms. Na a much-deserved break from the piano, it featured an encyclopedic range of newish extended techniques for solo sax, alternating with sounds of chimes and a triangle. The changing of stage lighting, from dim to bright and back, accompanied what was a somewhat theatrical piece, although one was not guided much by the program notes on the thinking behind this long work, so this listener was rather flummoxed. One wondered whether perhaps there might be a means to convey within a briefer timespan the same musical message, whatever that might be. Despite the recognizable strains of the chant “Dies Irae” and some semi-audible words spoken by Mr. Choi during the piece, there were what seemed to be several (false) “endings” before more of what one might call “sound effects” followed – a feature which strained even this very receptive listener’s patience at times. What might work beautifully as exotic film music requires a bit more cohesion for the concert hall, because, contrary to avant-garde visual arts, for which one can simply avert one’s gaze when not engaged, an audience member at a live concert remains in effect captive and subject to the composer’s focus or lack thereof. That point, in addition to decibel levels which necessitated plugging one’s ears, left one frustrated overall.

Following the Jo and Nagao pieces, came some lighter fare, namely Gershwin’s Cocktail by Toshio Mashima (1949-2016). Essentially a medley including The Man I Love, S’Wonderful, Somebody Loves Me, But Not for Me, Someone to Watch Over Me, and Fascinating Rhythm, it indeed resembled a “cocktail.” Mr. Lee played it with polish and panache, as did Ms. Na.

Milhaud’s Scaramouche for alto saxophone and piano continued in the same accessible vein. A classic perhaps best known in its two-piano version, it was, as the program notes remind us, originally commissioned by and written for saxophonist Sigurd Raschèr, so it was refreshing to hear as written. Mr. Choi brought it more of his infectious energy, though occasionally some sixteenths seemed to lose “traction” and run away a little. Is it possible that he was somehow trying to compensate for a longer than expected program? After all, what had been announced at the start as a program with no intermission, starting at 7:30pm, ran to around 9:20pm with no break. Whatever the case, one wanted to relax with this piece and savor it some more (especially breathing between phrases in the central Modéré movement).

All in all, despite the occasional reservation, there was much to admire about this concert, and especially about these young saxophonists. The duo of Choi and Lee are mesmerizing. Wherever life takes them, they simply must continue to play together.

by Rorianne Schrade for New York Concert Review; New York, NY

SubCulture presents Ian Hobson: Sound Impressions: The Piano Music of Claude Debussy & Maurice Ravel- 4th in series

Ian Hobson, piano

SubCulture, New York, NY

February 28, 2018

Ian Hobson continued his six-concert epic presentation of the complete solo piano works of Debussy and Ravel with his fourth installment. By now (I’ve covered the first and third), I recognize repeat attenders in the audience, and plenty of fresh, young faces, due partly to the “edgy” downtown location, no doubt. I wish more people could hear this immense achievement, because while household names, Debussy and Ravel aren’t really programmed as often as one would hope.

Mr. Hobson’s opening work, Debussy’s resolute but sad little Berceuse héroïque, allowed me to ruminate on the terrible toll exacted by World War I. France lost at least 1,320,000 men in their prime, with a quarter of those lost in the first months of the war. Ravel, despite repeated unsuccessful attempts to enlist, finally joined the Thirteenth Artillery Regiment as a lorry driver in March 1915 at age forty (!), serving for two years—afterward he was never the same, either in physical or mental health. Debussy, already ravaged by the cancer that would take him in 1918, became intensely nationalistic, signing his works “Claude de France,” and contributing many short, bleak works to the many charity efforts that were pleading for funds. Thus, the Berceuse, destined for a Belgian war effort.

Mr. Hobson immediately relieved the gloom with a stylish peek into several of Debussy’s unjustly neglected early works: Valse romantique, Mazurka, and Nocturne. While each of them contains some tidbits of the progressive harmonies Debussy would become famous for, they lie squarely in the Romantic genre field, as one might expect from a student of a woman named Marie Mauté de Fleurville, who claimed to have studied with Chopin.

Mr. Hobson then gave us Ravel’s true first piano composition (though unpublished until 1975), the Sérénade ‘grotesque’ from 1893. The guitar-like pizzicati and other brief melodic figures would be put to much better use in the Alborada del gracioso (heard later on this program). Mr. Hobson was stylish in it, but did ignore the indication, so unusual for Ravel, très sentimental.

Then came one of Ravel’s masterpieces, the five-piece set Miroirs, in which Ravel sought to evoke not things themselves, but their reflections. Each piece is dedicated to a fellow-member of the avant-garde Apache artist group. Here, Mr. Hobson’s extraordinary fluency gave what was for me the most successful performance of the evening. He is able to “put things together,” the only downside being that many details get lost. Nevertheless, all the movements were great (including the astonishing, callous-building, double-third and double-fourth glissandi of Alborada), with the exception of La Vallée des cloches, which was way too fast! In Ravel’s conception, there was no valley, only the varied contributions of the many Paris church bells tolling at noon on a sultry day.

I hoped not to end this review on a down note, but Mr. Hobson’s concluding presentation of Debussy’s first book of Préludes was the most unsatisfying, despite a few jewel-like refined moments (La Danse de Puck was near perfect). His penchant for rushing disturbed the mysterious calm that underlies many of the works, and there was definitely a shortage of the pp and ppp dynamics, without which Debussy can seem like a terrible mistake. Particularly, he almost never observed when there was a crescendo immediately followed by a subito (sudden) pp. There was a great deal of rhythmic alteration too, in short note values. In this recital, Mr. Hobson used the scores for all his performances, I don’t object to that at all, but it seemed to lead to a kind of sight-read quality, but of course I know he wasn’t sight-reading. Putting together a marathon series like this is truly daunting. I did think that two preludes, La Fille aux cheveux de lin and La Cathédrale engloutie, were the best. I was surprised that they were these two. The others were rather manhandled, with rough patches intruding on one’s contemplation.

I’m sure the next two recitals will be well-attended and wonderful.

by Frank Daykin for New York Concert Review; New York, NY