Wednesday 20 April 2011

Classical delights at the Royal Festival Hall

Vladimir Jurowski and the London Philharmonic
Orchestra give us a night to remember
On Saturday I made my way to London in great anticipation for my visit to the Royal Festival Hall for the London Philharmonic Orchestra's performance that evening. In the afternoon I visited the British Museum before making the journey to the Southbank Centre.

The programme for the evening consisted of Nocturnal Procession - Liszt, Mephisto Waltz No. 1 - Liszt, Cello Concerto in B minor - Dvorak and Symphony No. 2 in C minor (Little Russian) - Tchaikovsky. With Vladimir Jurowski as conductor and Alban Gerhardt on cello this was always going to be a night to remember.

A night of wonderful 19th Century Classical Music was guaranteed. Nauturnal Procession was a sobre way to start the concert which put the audience in an reflective mood. The second piece of music from Liszt on the evening, Mephisto Waltz is more dramatic and lively and took us to a place where we were searching for fun. Both of these works were inspired by the legend of Faust and his deal with the Devil.

Dvorak's Cello Concerto is a truly delightful work with a balance between loud and quiet, which gives the cello the opportunity to be heard in full. The passages where the Orchestra is at it's loudest is when the cello is quiet. Emotions of lost love are mixed with moments of uplifting joy. This was the highlight of the concert thanks to the skills of Vladimir Jurowski and Alban Gerhardt.

After the interval we were treated to Tchaikovsky's Symphony No. 2 (Little Russian) which is based on Ukrainian folk songs. The Ukraine was known as Little Russia hence the name of this work. This was a wonderful way to finish the evening with the sounds of celebration being heard all around the Royal Fesival Hall.

This was a brilliant evening that I will remember for a long while. From the amazing venue to the brilliance of the music and the Orchestra. I made my way home on the train to Norwich with the sounds of Dvorak in my head.

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