Wigmore Hall
Wolf – Italian Serenade
Mozart – String Quartet no.22
in B-flat major, KV 589
Smetana –
String Quartet no.1 in E minor, ‘From my life’
Alexander Pavlovsky, Sergei Bressler (violins)
Ori Kam (viola)
Kyril Zlotnikov (cello)
The
Jerusalem Quartet’s latest visit to the Wigmore Hall opened with a sunny
performance of Wolf’s Italian Serenade.
Full of life, there was, as ever with this quartet, never the slightest hint of
routine. Mediterranean sun was to be felt – especially welcome in February –
but quite rightly, this was sunlight as remembered from northern Europe. Solo playing,
first from Kyril Zlotnikov’s cello, then picked up by his colleagues, was as
fine as the ensemble work.
One of
Mozart’s Prussian quartets, that in B-flat major, KV 589, followed. Cultivated
yet vital, warm yet clear, this was an excellent account, both of the first
movement and the quartet as a whole. Cello solos – the king of Prussia favoured
in Mozart’s scoring – were beautifully despatched without standing out unduly:
far more a foundation for contrapuntal exploration. An excellent Mozartian
balance was struck between ‘late’ simplicity and ‘late’ (Bachian) complexity,
both contrapuntal and harmonic. Lyrical elegance was the hallmark of the relatively
relaxed slow movement, though how much art conceals art here, both in terms of
work and performance. The cello was necessarily first amongst equals, but ensemble
was the real thing. A gracious yet far from sedate tempo – just right for ‘Moderato’
– permitted the minuet’s detail to emerge meaningfully, and what detail there
is here! With a proto-Beethovenian sense of purpose, this amounted to a
well-nigh ideal performance. The finale has one of those very tricky Mozartian
openings, in which the players must begin in
medias res; almost needless to say, it was effortlessly navigated, drawing
us into a wonderfully ‘late’ marriage of ebullience and vulnerability,
contrapuntal severity and sinuous melody. Every note and every connection
between notes was played with evident belief. Schoenberg would have understood –
and approved.
Smetana’s
first quartet offered quite a change of mood for the second half. Immediately
one heard a more Romantic tone, Ori Kam’s opening viola solo richly expressive,
likewise the other parts’ responses thereto. Performed on an almost symphonic
scale, the development section in particular, the first movement exhibited a
proper, indeed thrilling, sense of what was at stake. The ‘Allegro moderato
alla polka’ captured perfectly the balance between rusticity and art. Depth of
tone in the various solos sometimes had to be heard to be believed. Emotional
intensity characterised the slow movement from the outset, that intensity
crucially allied to an unerring instinct for harmonic rhythm. Together, those
qualities meant that however high the temperature – and sometimes it was high
indeed – the music never became over-heated. The finale opened with polished
brilliance. If it lacked the weight of previous movements, that is a reflection
upon the score rather than the performance: Smetana’s apparent attempt to adopt
a Haydnesque strategy, whatever the autobiographical explanation, works less
than perfectly, as is confirmed by the more overtly Romantic ending.
As an
encore, we heard Shostakovich’s quartet transcription of the Polka from his
ballet, The Age of Gold. Coming as it
does from the composer’s more experimental youth, it proved far more
interesting than most of his subsequent essays for these forces. Certainly the
Jerusalem Quartet proved more than equal to its abrupt changes of mood, without
imbuing them with inappropriate weight and ‘meaning’.