DSO Berlin: Hans Graf conducts Barber and Schubert - Andreas Grunkorn, cello. Is it real, Graf, or click-track?

In 1988, the Houston Symphony brought Michael Gielen for a very special honoring of the eightieth birthday of the now still living 101 year old Elliott Carter, pairing his 1961 Piano Concerto (Ursula Oppens) with the Schubert Ninth Symphony. It was Christoph Eschenbach’s first season - Eschenbach who almost exactly three years later conducted Schubert Ninth in much fussier manner than did Gielen, with less formal clarity, balances and execution than Gielen had spiritedly, unobtrusively achieved here. Late 1980’s was just about time Ingo Metzmacher finished apprenticing in Frankfurt under Gielen.

The Houston Symphony has never since sounded better than on the occasion of Gielen’s only visit here. I can not recall them again sounding as good as they did on the bright, crisp late November Sunday he was here – even for once to deny that there is anything to be concealed by the bone-dry acoustics of Jones Hall. It was this good.

[February 21st, 2010: I forgot to note while first posting this that Ferenc Fricsay planned to conduct the Schubert Ninth Symphony in Houston at Music Hall, circa November, 1954, but he then changed second half of the program to Schubert Eighth 'Unfinished' and Beethoven's Leonore Overture #3].

Last Sunday DSO Berlin hosted Houston’s current music director for a program of Samuel Barber and Schubert. Whereas in subtle, internalized ways Carter and Schubert share some affinities for progressivism, they are, by conjecture, more externally similar in terms of their openly deep introspection and slight tendency to bombast.

DSO principal Andreas Grunkorn was soloist for the Barber Cello Concerto, proving supple with the technically difficult part - even more importantly giving this music clear direction and line. There lacked perhaps the last degree of character or personality to his interpretation of the Barber. Whatever inhibition encountered, the blame for it certainly can hardly at all be laid at his feet alone. Hans Graf maintained a deferential accompanying stance to Grunkorn- with coloristic pointing of filigree in woodwind tremolo at several points. The music in the hands of both Grunkorn and Graf managed to reservedly hold up a semblance of - as Virgil Thomson made reference - ‘Brahms-like grandeur’, but in playing out so much, some other elements went missing.

It is odd to report here that Graf’s relatively inflexible approach to the Barber – inability to adequately pick up numerous contrasting elements within - was more something to keenly listen for than it was for the Schubert. The jazzy syncopation, blues bend muted trumpets in the Barber perhaps were apt to be toned down; here it was frequently to extent of all being perfectly staid – even if Barber’s inculcation of some elements in this fine score is stylized. Other than ability to gain a pleasantly supple, if still flaccid ease to handling of such passages in regular meter (as first movement statement of opening theme), this was so. Graf overtly relied upon trumpets, brass for securing downbeats during the first movement a little much.

Key change from cellos and basses, while uncharacteristically playing flat the main siciliana of the second movement, got compromised. Expressively memorable alone was Grunkorn’s eloquent take on brief sequencing of upward arpeggios, midway through - more shape to them than for principal orchestral line above - and then for expansive unaccompanied transition toward close to the Andante moderato. Such fine rhetoric followed brief sequence of trills from the winds conspicuously detached from statement of the main idea.

Graf opened the finale stiffly, leading Grunkorn at first, for sake of coherence to abet opening idea coming across as more ‘academic’, poor man’s Hindemith, than snazzy as it should be. Graf, even for simpler wind concertato stretto, fell into habit of marking time, effect constricting space for Grunkorn to be able to flexibly spin his virtuoso figuration off such stretto. Run up through high register following perilous double stops also got inhibited at the end of the first movement. Some of the writing in this concerto even resembles quite often the soulful rhythmic jauntiness of Medea (ballet) written for Martha Graham at near the same time.

Marking of downbeat to accompanying bluesy second theme in the finale was stilted too, inhibiting what imagination the soloist might invest into it. More important perhaps that the soloist not get in the way of Graf’s ability to keep all well organized, regardless the cost of his having to engage within tight spaces some very tricky cross-rhythms. Grunkorn handled closing virtuoso fireworks with aplomb, even through perilous writing in high register. Where earlier Grunkorn could make some lyricism stand out, he still most certainly did. Graf slipped in managing to well co-ordinate with Grunkon’s line beneath the solo high trumpet stretto descant driving argument forward to the end.

Less eloquent case was made for the Schubert Ninth Symphony that followed. On the plus side, this Schubert Ninth carried some rhythmic vitality through most pacing of it, but mostly which got applied from without instead of found within. Contrasting formal periods, paragraphs of this music got sectionalized to extent of becoming unnaturally compartmentalized from each other. Such was Graf’s insistence on strict downbeats for cause of keeping ensemble together, regardless the cost.

Fully less imaginative among examples of music appreciation instruction came to mind, for all the heavy stress on so much pedantry. For example, so paramount is how well something functions at following ‘textbook sonata form’ that the entire purpose of the music having been conceived in real style of form would get lost. Or what is most de rigeur about music becomes so pedantically explained that all interest in the music itself then is lost. One sensed DSO Berlin getting what to those most in the know is a ‘Norton scores’ approach to the Schubert Ninth. For two years now they have so brilliantly produced in front of them complex beat patterns, securely backed by clear explanation of purpose in getting across with much simplicity so much frequently at stake.

The stentorian reply within oboe solo continuation of the main theme, in motto leading the introduction, was all played at monotonously stilted fortissimo from the brass. Repeated notes, two-three-four, in brass should really be, it seems, equal in weight and as loud as the main theme. Transition into main Allegro of the first movement, while maintaining equilibrium, sounded careful, stiff, with only tentative shape to crescendo to transpire, build excitement through it to follow. Opening theme of the Allegro Schubert need not have marked that the dotted quarters get more weight than alternating eighth notes, that is until he might have had chance to hear Graf at it.. Graf’s making all equal in weight made the dotted quarters sound clipped, even while abstinent from doing ‘period’ Schubert.

Little was made of transition to follow; textures began to clot in the antiphonal stringing out of what follows. Though yielding into a more promising start to the recapitulation was welcome, things returned to continuing down a stiffly predictable path the rest of the way out, with monotony and intermittently less than optimum clarity of ensemble between strings and woodwinds.

The second movement fared little better. Though perfectly moderate marcia pacing of this was apt, accompanying dotted rhythms stood out so pronounced as to jalmost verge on caricature of Wanderer motif to it all. Tutti response to main theme, from the get-go, was stiff, lacking sufficiently varied weight and color. Middle section transpired matter-of-fact each time - even more so true in recapitulating it (while applying detached subito piu mosso - 'suddenly faster' to it) to extent that while still moderately paced, line coursing through it just about entirely died.

Graf reckoned it prudent to render entirely missing contrast between pairs of loud octaves - eventually making for hard-hitting trudge through closing measures of the second movement. Where Graf attempted luftpausen for such through closing passages of this, he denied especially his brass and lower strings space for reaching well below some of the true resonance from which Schubert built unique harmonies and placement thereof. Expressive shaping only occurred where most obvious, such as for extended cellos’ retransition off rigidly engaged dissonant climax two-thirds through. Hatchet-y attacks from strings on heavy chords throughout became consistently unidiomatic.

Just bare minimum in shaping the scherzo’s second theme was reckoned practically sufficient, though with DSO violins infusing such with almost right lift, light step to it. Even through wonderful harmonic changes in the Development, figuration in the strings continued unvaryingly and brass excessively stuck out. The songful trio section lacked shape, coming off brass and winds’ tuning up on chain of repeated octave E’s to get things started reasonably in tune. Graf over-emphatically underlined the brief C Major episode occurring past midway through the Trio.

The finale began stolidly. Strings of DSO Berlin sounded stressed at all valiant effort to remain together on rapidly moving triplet figuration. The music took such a pause before second theme, fortunately with some lift to it, that it seemed to happen as to make some pause to catch a breath. Graf streamlined paraphrase of Ode to Joy while making considerable strain to scrupulize keeping dotted rhythms beneath together. Right before this, intriguing highly chromatic slow emphatic sequence of chord change in lower brass was played so note by note as to have missed what point there is to it at all - quite the same as happened between heavy octave chords in the second movement. Especially the violins of DSO Berlin however had to have then surmised seeing the end to all this in sight. They suddenly became much more cohesive, pliant making with all effort and aplomb something cumulative out of closing a moderate paced, but still heavily belabored Schubert Ninth. So much emphasis on principal trumpet occurred, to keep things aligned well, one might fully expect Graf to put fine principal trumpet of DSO Berlin on front stand with concertmaster Wei Lu next time Graf should return and it be relevant to have it so.

I was only able to catch two closing paragraphs to Schubert’s Overture in D Major, D. 12, written when Franz was fifteen - showing a determined precocity, even in experimenting with form more than he could make effective yet.. Such precocity is further evident by, following opening D Minor intro, chord progression for opening of its Exposition section aping that for first movement of Mozart’s Prague Symphony. The over-scoring of so much, that had to came across wonky in this outing by DSO Berlin, revealed Schubert, individualism of his writing already apparent, his attempt to compose sonata form well beyond yet attained level of maturity. Such is also true with stubborn holding onto the tonic throughout Exposition of both overtures in D Major he wrote at the time (D. 26 the other) - then to recapitulate each second subject in A Major, before each time jerking us quickly back to the tonic just in time to rescue all formal logic.

One may reckon me disloyal, being from where I am, in being so hard on Graf; in my defense, after what Metzmacher has achieved with DSO Berlin, it would be demeaning to them to be writing in otherwise. In Graf’s defense, he has in Houston applied at times some intellectual acumen to his craft, his having come from tradition of sorts; as such he has so casually, even often at times both here and abroad put such aside. It could be he feels inhibited, working with different class of musicians than he is accustomed in southeast Texas – or that he got cold feet and decided that best way to proceed was ‘safety first’; the music here just called for so much more than that.

There was sloppily more kink to Eschenbach’s 1991 Schubert Ninth, but more color, contrast, more drama; it too put one at considerable strain to sit through it. Graf conducted Schubert Ninth here for first in pair of two weekends with which he made his Houston Symphony debut in March of 2000 – in program paired with John Adams’s Century Rolls with Manny Ax. Carmina Burana (Orff), paired with Mozart 'Prague' went the distance toward making Graf music director to succeed Eschenbach. Some of Charles Ward’s comments about the first concert I have just have found after writing so much above, are very interesting. Recall that Adams’s concerto then got programmed with the Schubert brought up that perhaps Graf had in mind even last weekend a way to find a new chic modernity in taking on Schubert - for it to have turned out sounding so two-dimensional as dud this one. It is, after all, music for players and audience respectively that “probably literally, they can play and hear in their sleep.” Yes, Graf’s Schubert Ninth put underneath one’s pillow, ought to work well – if kept at low volume.

Ward (Houston Chronicle) found the HSO Schubert “lithe, flexible, and transparent” for a piece that – in somewhat a moment of anti-Eschenbach rhetoric here (to reflect sentiment in some quarters at the time as is common for anyone taking leave of such hallowed ground) “does not invite grand or grandiose ‘statements’ of conductorial and orchestral achievement.” Oh, how I would love to be a bird on the rafters of the Philharmonie when Ingo gets back into town, and then (let’s say) tells DSO, “Let’s get together next season, guys, and do Schubert Ninth”- for reaction he might receive. The opening horn solo to Charles Ward was so interesting, being just there for Graf to announce “that the piece was commencing.” Yes, exactly. A ‘Norton scores’ Schubert Ninth would precisely say so.

I heard some of the Graf 2000 Schubert Ninth and can not adequately remember it, but for now can not help but quote passage in full, on Graf’s conducting of the Adams.

“Had the performance been up to standards, the listener might have found some humor in [the Adams) as well. As it was, the orchestra seemed to be struggling with the piece's rhythmic foundation. It was still foreign to too many players Monday (third time). Century Rolls needs players to have a sense of rhythm similar to a "click track," that metrical tick-tock a conductor has in his ear to keep an orchestra aligned with a film in live performance. Beats and divisions of beats have to be precise; they can't bend or be even microscopically off.” How good for the Barber if they could have ‘bent.’

Could have Hans Graf returned to re-read the above, when contemplating how to take on the Schubert afresh lately? Though a bit erratically aligned at times, I could indeed sense a click track to the Schubert this go at it. More punishing than what you read here might have been had Deutschland Radio repeated, as broadcast encore, American in Paris conducted by Metzmacher. I was reminded of hearing this last fall by someone medical here yesterday confiding to me that he had just attended Graf conducting equally familiar Gershwin here.

BBC Proms 2009. - Proms 73 and 74 - Vienna Philharmonic, Franz Welser-Most and Zubin Mehta

One might think ‘easy sailing’ from here – the Vienna Philharmonic on Haydn, Strauss, Schubert, Brahms. Well, as it says in Gershwin, “It ain’t necessarily so.”

Franz Welser-Most, stepping in on short notice for Nikolaus Harnoncourt switched choice of Haydn symphony for his prom from fifth to the sixth of the ‘London’ symphonies – 98 in B-Flat Major. It opened with somewhat portentous solemnity - with sagging cadences and odd funkiness with dotted rhythms anticipating start of the Exposition. Tutti were simply big-band here with heavy buildup to second half of the Exposition and sloughed off series of turns toward closing same section with quasi-period clipping of Haydn’s rhythms therein too just mixed right in. Welser-Most managed to tighten ensemble for the mostly fugato development section, but then while into the recapitulation punched already stuffy accents. Welser-Most, like many others before, missed the humor of horns underpinning final return of the opening statement – consistent with so much else missed as well.

Curiously sloughed off too was the opening of quite Andante like Adagio to follow. Triplets, for purpose of getting them light, quickly lost shape. As a result, the sublime lyrical second subject opened tentatively and then continued with weakly conceived consequents within continuing line. Violins were a little too much louder than lower instruments carrying theme beneath into the Development, resulting in disproportionate balances. Restatement of opening lines was casual, flabby, over straight line through stately octaves in cellos. Horns benevolently assisted violins with shaping the second theme, as though VPO strings should ever be in need of any props – found here working way toward precious closing they gave one of the noblest of Haydn slow movements – composed just after news arriving of the passing of neighboring younger genius.

Third movement minuet was taken impatiently fast - period clippings and hiccoughs paprika’d in, I suppose, to spice Haydn up a bit. Haydn however caught up with Welser-Most in tripping him up at his own game right before the first double bar. Single beat timpani announcement of arriving at last cadence in the minuet, with Welser-Most, before catching himself, made for epitome of incurable over-emphasis at this one fine, exquisite moment. Welser-Most had also just brushed off due emphasis on the interesting harmonic changes that happen in the Development (of the Minuet). VPO principal bassoon understands phrasing for the trio section, obviously better than did Welser-Most here. Welser-Most steamrolled his way through interjecting string octaves and then hit return of Minuet more loudly, more vulgar than sufficed two minutes earlier.

Welser-Most characterized well both main themes in Exposition of the rollicking finale, while clipping phrase endings to the first of these; he also in-between got more interested in grace-note offbeat octaves in brass than in the carrying line above. Repeat of Exposition became more vulgar instead of less. A VPO concertmaster led Development heavily, and then imitated Welser-Most to perfection on how to badly phrase the first subject. Light, jangling fortepiano matched awkwardly with all the rest - with final descending runs getting steamrolled.

The Schubert ‘Great’, seemingly so in length here more than in anything else, even at moderate tempos and overall reasonable length, started off stolid with mater-of-fact straight line through principal horn solo, which cellos fortunately responded to better than they heard. Lower brass entered Brucknerian in weight, mildly inconsistent with finer limning of what had just transpired. After only a slight accelerando, the Exposition opened with heavy jaunt to it. Ensemble turned tentative for bridge theme, with just passable attempt to give this passage some lift. Certainty with placement of accents then began to drift, out of which bulge developed toward final cadence thud and lumpy accenting into the Development. By time of re-transition, one had enough flab hanging out to remind one of Celi - with lean, refined looking Welser-Most on podium instead. Command of the beat got lost, only to be almost apoplectically regained a moment later, during bridge, after inconsistently light step to open the Recap. Speed-up in sequencing brass for the coda was scherzo-esque, layered on, helping anticipate heavy clipping of final excitable return of opening horn call.

Welser-Most’s continuation of liking his Schubert practically almost two different ways at once, even switching ways at times midway through phrases persisted through first two-thirds of a slightly breezy, glib Andante con moto. This continued so before insisting on more focus to proceedings for most all that proceeded from sturm und drang climax to this - just adequate here - with straight pitch trumpets drowning out more important end of line at cadence at this nodal point. Intonation issues from within the VPO had already begun to become apparent. Nevertheless, after soggy attacks and flat-line phrasing, Welser-Most got things more focused, flexibly back on track well before close to this - feature of these last five minutes missed most of what would then come.

A lumpy, stodgy rendition of the Scherzo followed. Opening wind chord failed altogether to speak over accompaniment at one point of reprise during the trio section. Inability to resist going for making something epic every time out of steady, ascending rush up quasi-stretto sixteenths in heavily octave doubled strings was also characteristic - each time the lissome second theme would be on verge of making arrival. Idiomatic gentle soft grass down accenting and line for the second theme was followed by increasingly jerky swing and sway to alternating ascending, descending half and quarter chordal notes. All repeats were taken, which had me remind myself of endless Scherzo in a 1991 Houston Eschenbach Schubert Ninth that had me scrawl down a note to friend about Alfonso and Estrella having had a few and thus having started singing for far too long (after which we joined each other in muffled laughter as the music played on). Same applied here. ‘Alfonso and Estrella’ made visitation on this Schubert Ninth as well.

Disorganization, stodginess persisted infamously into the finale, as it had on mentioned local occasion as well. I actually attended a much better Schubert Ninth with lesser orchestra here three years earlier than Eschenbach’s under Michael Gielen.

Recapitulation, starting momentarily in this movement in E-Flat, had a late-Celi(bedache) sag and wiggle to it - quite funny, humorous in fact. Rhythms, accents were crude, phlegmatically conceived throughout. Strings of the VPO did their valiant best to hold on through this – no casual feat on their part - but it became obvious that fatigue was setting in, with woodwinds sounding a bit whiny, wheezy before end of scherzo. Transition into the coda was good, making one hope for some restraint from the podium; alas, things less than a minute later turned into the usual shouting contest one might expect of orchestras among second or third tier –and whoever conducting them. Violins held on, reminding us that this was still the Vienna Philharmonic, but as part of progress to all this ending in numerous loud thuds, through final chord. Frankly, I do not know how they still maintained sounding like even modern-day Vienna to the end; fortunately they sounded more similar to their former selves under Mehta the following evening.

Passacaglias are not quite Zubin Mehta’s strong suit, but his flexible command of same forces as above guaranteed acceptable performances of both the Webern and finale to Brahms Fourth book-ending this program. A little sag to flute obbligato during first variation of the Webern so early hinted at somewhat uncertain conception of this music, but as anticipating anything to fear that fortunately went partly unfounded. Control of dynamics was good, violins supple and not quite dripping with melos, but internal rhythm through early marking of ‘belebend’ became bland - with contrast in dynamics during fifth variation also undercut. A gently broad treatment, alert to colors to be able to deftly draw from the Vienna Philharmonic, characterized most of the Webern, so if one wanted more interpretative specificity and sharper formal demarcation lines drawn, one had to look elsewhere. It was also clear here that both Mehta and the VPO had been around the block on this piece a few times before and thus had credibly opened their prom together with this piece. Transition out of lightly gilded lyrical episode in D Major was circumspect, though starting with slightly questionable tuning from high strings; concertmaster solo later emerged sweet as fully expected, idiomatically so

Zubin Mehta’s suave way with the Vienna Philharmonic benefited him more with the Strauss, here the tone poem “Don Quixote.” The guileless innocence with which Strauss starts out was caught close to perfection; even if Mehta got a bit stodgy with two or three heavier passages later on, his doing so did not remove much from the rest of what he and the VPO accomplished here. Transitions through the Introduction – before soloists enter – were handled with light hand and aplomb, including through passage for gaggle of militaristic sounding trumpets. The supple ardor with which the strings followed this was, as expected, further reassuring. Muted horns, with great sense of parody, were pungently bucolic; the threat of some menace intruding upon things right before solo entrances got conveyed as broadly as would suit matters just fine.

Principal cellist Tamas Varga entered with ruddy tone and profile, finding more rounded tone and warmth for both affectionate lines that follow and easy exchange with the Sancho Panza of principal viola (Christian Frohn). Very well played duet between basset horn and tenor tuba disarmingly gave off a fine bucolic old-world regality to its affectation. Quixote was found tossed off his horse in quicksilver reaction to horse taking fright - all lightly, incisively put - at the windmills. Shepherds’ calling out to sheep - with the variety of noises sheep make - Mehta gently goaded to graphically make very colorful case for the second variation, thus the fright they take while under attack certainly sounded palpable and so raucous to indeed be sheep. Alternating chant and chatter of Virgin statue carrying priests, two variations later was equally onomatopoeic, full of most incisive parody and wit.

Christian Frohn’s playing of Sancho Panza, on viola, played acting into his part jquite well, with despondent reaction after two disasters so far for his Lord, and then complete gain or restoration of confident air and poise. Such poise framed so well the Don’s expansive rhapsodizing over Dulcinea - so warmly put across here. Varga played the deeply pensive fifth variation with increasingly probing, broadly paced introspection. This passage may have somewhat marked a turning point for Mehta and his approach to the tone poem, in that this music took on a heavier, self-conscious air, even through dramatically etched portrait of the Don attempting flight through the air (Variation 7) - lavishly evoked here. Much was also made very characterful of the pungent drops of water dripping from clothes and gristle of the Don and Pancha’s chins as they recuperated from the sinking boat incident. Rustically played basset horn quote in full relief of Sancho Panza tune heard earlier returned things to perspective; the finale with twilit atmospheric hues and evocation of hero at peace eloquently held sway to the end.

Here was Strauss that did not attempt plumbing any philosophical depths with it as may have, so accomplished at it, the Luisi Alpine or Nott Zarathustra during earlier weeks. Even though noisy streams can run a bit shallow in Mehta’s Strauss, his way with it here at least bespoke good success, long experience with this music and won from the VPO a response of generous warmth and flexibility. The VPO made fine show of their suave virtuosity and moreover of strong, unaffected wit that pepper a good number of passages of arguably Strauss’s finest tone poem. Quite inarguably, it represents Strauss at his most humane and affecting as well.

With subtly weighted accents, Mehta started the Brahms Fourth Symphony as supple, lissome, and poetic as he promised in interview, bringing out the wistful, autumnal colors of this music - so very well vocalized too. We were already clearly at outset of the finest performance of orchestral Brahms for the entire festival, among three given this year. Several flaccid accents getting into bridge section of the Exposition momentarily slight inattention. Once the violins began their long arched line through this, Mehta’s shaping, with tiny break between A and G high up gave perfect shape and elasticity to much effortless legato playing in his employ. Woodwinds emanated a softly glowing fine shape through the second theme preparing a well-gauged climax at end of section if slightly holding back more excitable anticipation thereof. Mehta’s grip on rhythmic shape continued both flexible and secure, working in gradual buildup to still much ahead.

Flexibly molded line through G-sharp Minor duet of clarinets emanated fine melancholy thus it strongly framed re-transition to follow. The Recapitulation then emerged in fine relief, anticipating buildup of mood through it so atmospheric and ominous at once. Without elucidating great command of intellect in approaching Brahms, Mehta clearly proportioned coda to the first movement, bringing it to a fine, well churned up conclusion.

Mehta’s start to ‘Andante sostenuto’ elicited well honed mix of solemnity and supple line. Contrast between violins’ ascending line and pizzicato underneath continued to reveal very supple command of all at stake here. Minor issues with achieving complete finesse here emerged intermittently. After what had been heard the previous night from the VPO - with projected accenting then - anyone would’ve had to be churlish to complain about this Brahms. Strings achieved fine sinew to their lines through agitation to follow, even if with violins a bit heavily approaching their singing out of a few lines. Often ominous episode in coda was played light, wistful without it becoming bland, Mehta saving more ominous accents for the rich shaping, strong framing he gave ending phrases here.

Sense of occasion increased with festive, robust rendition of the scherzo, with fine spring to its rhythms, only bringing out flutes slightly too incisively at one point. Even late in the day here, Mehta still found more than sufficient lightness for reprise of the second theme that instead can get so jerked around by those less prudent at it. Luftpausen’d stretto toward the very end of the scherzo did not weigh things down. Contrast in color between sunny flutes and dark, burnished brass informed a well guaged re-transition at halfway point and calibration of both rhythmic spring and trenchant quality to partly ominous triplets building up to a practically, naturally bursting at seams conclusion.

Unqualified success with this Brahms Fourth ended with the scherzo, but some measure of success still persisted through the finale. Even so, the passcaglia got off to a start a little off-kilter that took wind concertato through third variation to restore equilibrium. Mehta intermittently cut excessive slack two other places before an otherwise very well prepared ideally wistful, tragic flute solo. Keeping bathos at bay as well, horns intoned their lines with fine depth and nobility. Mehta risked losing focus at end of reprise of the main theme, coming off this; beautifully gauged string tremoli quickly intruded to keep things well and alive. Mehta won on allowing, risking some slack for following agitated stretto variations, finding also incisively Mendelssohnian lightness in concertato triplets from VPO winds. It was only during the coda that Mehta mildly suffered loss of focus, even while building a satisfyingly tragic conclusion to this.

Coming off very musical, if not most profound way with E Minor Brahms, now being played on tour through Japan with stops in Seoul and Shanghai, Mehta and the VPO exuded - instead of streamlined breathless punch - out of Lightfoot and Tritsch-tratsch by Hellmesberger and Strauss, a far more irresistible obviously infectious joy in playing them - irresistibly Vienniese – such as I did not know Mehta could incite so well. It provided fine reason to bring all in attendance to their feet. After what sounded worse-than-most the night before – no pandering attempted toward the Brits here – the moment for such exhilaration had indeed arrived.