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Magdeburgisches Philharmonie

 

 

Symphony No. 8 op. 74 (1989) [20.36]

 

Orchestra : Magdeburgisches Philharmonie

 

Conductor : Christian Ehwald

 

Recording details :  live 21-22 March 2002, Großen Haus des Theaters der Landeshauptstadt. DDD

 

Label : ANTES EDITIONS

 

Ref : BM-CD 31.9183 [61.35]

 

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Review : 

 

Antes' distribution beyond Germany has been patchy ... and that is me being flattering. You are unlikely to see this disc in your local HMV, Tower or Borders. I’ll be pleased to be proved wrong. The comparative inaccessibility of these discs is a pity because alongside Rääts' most recent symphony the Magdeburg orchestra confer on us a vividly characterised and thoughtful Concerto for Orchestra. Listen for example to the eerie chamber-style streams of the Bartók at the start of the Elegia (tr. 3). In the Introduzione Ehwald demonstrates taut control and creates a palpable sense of inimical fate. The brass faultlessly colour the great address to the populace at the start of the Finale and the Presto rushes like a scalded cat ... as the saying goes; quite breathtaking. This is a good performance with estimable results. It tells us encouraging things about German provincial orchestras.

 

Rääts, one of Estonia's leading composers, has already had several Antes discs dedicated to his music. This one continues the thread. His Eighth, in addition to the standard orchestral specification, uses plenty of ‘ironmongery’: marimba and xylophone included. Holger Schmitt-Hallenberg points out that Rääts leans towards minimalism (closer to Philip Glass than Steve Reich). The composer leavens the mix with quick development and imaginative orchestration. The first movement of three is thunderously hammered and bass-predominant. The short middle movement has sharply rhythmic repetitive activity but there is some liquidly smiling woodwind and marimba work to brighten the landscape. Some of this nods towards Shostakovich. The finale synthesises the character of the other two movements with pounding energy meeting yielding melodies of memorable substance. Rääts here is as provocative as ever but in the warp and weft of his writing never loses contact with the wider audience.

 

Rob Barnett

 

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