A
STUNNING ORCHESTRAL DEBUT
And a
Quasi-Percussion Concerto for Piano
By Paul Hertelendy
artssf.com, the independent observer of San Francisco Bay Area music
and dance
Week
of Nov. 16-23, 2009
Vol. 12, No. 38
STANFORD---History
repeats itself: The star soloist has a late cancellation. He sends a
young
Russian student of his to take his place and perform one of the
technically
most difficult of concerti. And the student triumphs, bringing down the
house.
Such was the
happy outcome to a troublesome beginning here on Nov. 14. Piano virtuoso
Alexander Toradze had to cancel because of knee surgery. It could not
have come
at a worse time, at the focal concert of a Prokofiev festival on
campus, with a
variety of lectures and events to celebrate, à
propos de rien, the formidable and persecuted Russian
pianist-composer
Sergei Prokofiev (1891-1953).
So
striding onto center stage at
Dinkelspiel Auditorium was the unknown Nikita Abrosimov, 21, from the
city of Nizhniy
Novgorod (formerly called Gorky), currently from Indiana University,
making his
US orchestral debut. You could almost hear the groans from disappointed
fans.
Toradze
however had called him “electrifying,
overwhelming.” Skeptics waited and watched.
Abrosimov, a slender,
good-looking
young man with a generous flow of brown hair, was confronted by the
almost
unplayable Second Piano Concerto---a piece requiring so many jabs,
chordal collisions, and rapid
accents that you could call it a percussion concerto for the
piano. The
right-hand chords were punctuated by booming bass notes, as if coming
from
giant, deafening cathedral bells. The
percussive strokes only abated in the Scherzo, where there are
lightning runs
up and down scale like a Russian blizzard. And bringing it off is no
feat if
you recall that the 1913 premiere played by Prokofiev got a violently
negative
reaction from the Russian audience in St. Petersburg.
Playing
with the (amateur) Stanford
Symphony on Nov. 14, Abrosimov carried it off by memory, all 37 minutes, a
tour de force flawlessly executed, without histrionics. He blended
comfortably
with conductor Jindong Cai, who had clearly worked long and hard to get
his
student orchestra essentially up to speed in challenging material.
Ovations
from the audience ensued, the keystone of the festival (called “The
Prokofiev
Project”) was saved, and a fiasco averted.
Just
as with borscht, samovars,
vodka and caviar, Russia
appears to have a bottomless export supply of fire-eating pianists.
Nikita,
welcome to the clan!
We
now look forward to Abrosimov’s
entering American piano competitions and being evaluated on mainline
concerto
repertoire mandatory for a solo career. Already working on his behalf
is a very
good command of English---and the boosts from virtuoso Toradze who
teaches him
in Bloomington.
The
concert also featured an
unknown bit of Prokofiev: the (discarded) happy ending to the immensely
popular
ballet “Romeo and Juliet,” recently made available from Russian
archives. The
harsh Soviet-Communist era had mandated such emendations of tragedies,
ranging
from “Swan
Lake” to
Shakespeare. The Soviets used
such a ludicrous version of “R&J” until cooler heads prevailed.
Five
sections of that ending were played by the orchestra as part of a
lengthy “R&J”
suite. These reuse much of the familiar material, but with more sweet,
sugary
music that I found dramatically ineffective.The most striking departure
was
(Friar) Laurence striking a gong to summon help, after which R&J
dance off
happily into the sunset. In the Stalinistic days of the USSR,
everything
had to have an inspiring happy end. Rose-colored glasses were passed
out with
regularity.
The
49-minute suite was accompanied
by a pantomime of willowy eight-foot-high puppets by Robin Walsh,
playing out
some of
the drama in colorful but unsophisticated fashion. Walsh’s crew of four
never
learned the timeless lesson from Japan: To be effective, the
puppeteers on stage need to make themselves nearly invisible.
Despite
his formidable talents,
Prokofiev never got his due in the USSR, either as pianist or
composer. He was brought back to Russia
from America
under false pretenses---the biggest mistake he ever made. He was
officially
censured more than once, seemingly just inches away from some gulag
interment.
And when he died, the Soviet press printed no obituaries, since it was
on the
same day as Stalin, that much feared paranoid despot, who garnered
slavish
encomiums.
Stanford Symphony with pianist
Nikita Abrosimov at Dinkelspiel Auditorium, Nov. 14. For info on future
Lively
Arts events: (650) 725-2787 or go online.
©Paul Hertelendy 2009
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-- and a certain amount of salsa -- for years.
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forays
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