SAN FRANCISCO'S RUSSIAN WORLD PREMIERE
                        And Kissine's Music of Reticence  

                                              By D. Rane Danubian
        artssf.com, the independent observer of San Francisco Bay Area music and dance 
                                                                 Week of Feb. 6-13, 2010
                                                                  Vol. 12, No. 74

 
           A March symphony premiere did a nice turnabout: The work came in like a lamb and went out like a lion.
            Thank Kissin. Another Kissin, actually, turning up at the San Francisco Symphony---not the pianist Evgeny, but this time another Russian émigré, composer Victor Kissine, born there at the end of an historic era, in the same month as the death of both Prokofiev and Stalin. His March 4 world premiere, “Post-scriptum” (P.S.) was an enticing piece rolling backward in time. It starts with the sparse, themeless, and nearly static  modernism we know from the likes of Gubaidulina and Kurtág---a music of reticence---festooned with wispy rivulets of sound in the highest audible registers. The brass, and the trio of rare Wagner tubas, get the vehicle into motion, with a little violin solo (Alexander Barantschik). Ever more effusive, it ends up with the large orchestra sounding out themes, close to 19th-century style.

           
Kissine was avowedly posing questions in his initial music, in the manner of Charles Ives; but unlike Ives, he provided his answer, and that  in a fairly conventional way. Michael Tilson Thomas led the 17-minute opus like a true believer. The tousle-haired composer was prevailed upon (with some effort) at the end to take bows on stage.

           
Otherwise the SFS remained in a comfortable silk-robe-&-slippers mode, with familiar music from the era 1854-1912. Christian Tetzlaff, a technician par excellence, played the Tchaikovsky Violin Concerto, with a free and unfamiliar ad libitandum beginning. He has a keen rhythmic sense, and a seeming supersonic speed in his runs, all produced with a robust tone. Furthermore, he stayed closely attuned to the orchestra. I do not find his play evocative, but the audience clearly cottoned to him.

           
The rest was reruns from the SFS a year ago: Ravel’s “Valses nobles et sentimentales” are finely crafted, a chic French riposte to Viennese waltzes. Five minutes into the work you hear early sketches of his altogether unique intoxication in music “La valse,” which was to come six years later, after his World War One service for France.

           
The finely chiseled lines of the perfectionist Ravel stood in sharp contrast to the bombast of Liszt’s tone poem “Tasso.” It’s a ponderous piece, wallowing in low registers and minor keys, conceived in blocks, and written in a vertical way, as if counterpoint had never been invented. At least it provided a good night’s work for the rarely used fourth trumpeter and fifth percussionist, all working feverishly. But compared to the three other selections, it was as if swimming upstream against a flood current.

            These San Francisco Symphony concerts continue through March 6 at 8 p.m. For info: (415) 864-6000, or go  online. Broadcasts on KDFC-FM (102.1) at 8 p.m. on the second Tuesday following.
        ©D. Rane Danubian 2010
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        D. Rane Danubian has been covering the dance and modern-music scene in the San Francisco Bay Area with relish -- and a certain amount of salsa -- for years.
    These critiques appearing weekly (or sometimes semi-weekly, but never weakly) will focus on dance and new musical creativity in performance, with forays into books (by authors of the region), theater and recordings by local artists as well.
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