Chabrier
España
Saint-Saëns
Piano Concerto No.5 in F, Op.103 (Egyptian)
Debussy
Images pour orchestre [I: Gigues; II: Ibéria; III: Rondes de printemps]
Ravel
La valse – poème chorégraphique
Stephen Hough (piano)
Royal Philharmonic Orchestra
Charles Dutoit
Reviewed by: Colin Anderson
Reviewed: 20 May, 2014
Venue: Southbank Centre, London – Royal Festival Hall
This well planned, well executed, all-together-excellent concert was something of a travelogue – Spain, Egypt, England, Spain (again), France and Vienna. Good on the RPO for restoring Chabrier’s España (1883), one of those orchestral gems currently lost to programmes that eschew short pieces and overtures (which is far too many of them!). Charles Dutoit led an agile and festive sombrero-wearing outing, ideally paced and well balanced, reminding that this composer was a master of his craft.
As for Debussy’s set of orchestral Images (there are also two collections for piano), Dutoit and a very responsive RPO worked wonders on these miraculously inventive, evocative and fastidiously scored pieces. ‘Gigues’ had a foot-tapping lilt and was scrupulously detailed, Dutoit nicely flexible in his approach. Then the dry heat of Spain was vividly brought out, contrasted with some slinky twists and turns that took us to Spanish suburbia before a sultry and sensitive realisation of night-time’s breezes and fragrances. Then the sky brightened again to return us to the festivities that Chabrier had already previewed. Arguably the greatest music here is found in the French leg, ‘Rondes de printemps’, its subtle complexities deftly revealed in spellbinding fashion, all that harmonic detail forming a fleeting yet tangible whole. At the close, it was telling that Dutoit bowed first to his orchestra; and how good to hear these five movements (‘Ibéria’ is tripartite in design) without interruption, whether mechanical or human.
Finally, La valse, Ravel’s post-World War One creation (from 1920) that initially fashions the splendidly bejewelled world of nineteenth-century Vienna before crushing it. It’s easy to play it as an empty showpiece, something that Dutoit avoided. Rather there was always an uneasy undertow, the waltz rhythms already shaky, if in full swing, before cataclysm (Dutoit encouraging rasping disruption), a freefall into annihilation, and quite disturbing: surely what Ravel intended. Nothing can follow it. This was a top evening from the Royal Philharmonic Orchestra and its Artistic Director and Principal Conductor; long may Charles Dutoit remain so.