A Magnificent Feast from the Canton Symphony Orchestra
Gerhardt Zimmermann Matthew Jenkins Jaroszewick
By Tom Wachunas
Talk
about perfect timeliness. In this abysmal era so saturated with our blood and
tears, along comes the Canton Symphony Orchestra (CSO) with its inspiring April
30th concert, called Music For Humanity, presenting a lavish
feast to feed yearning souls.
The first half of
the evening featured two works conducted by the vivacious Matthew Jenkins Jaroszewicz,
CSO Associate Conductor, beginning with Fanfare for the Uncommon Woman No.1.
Composed in 1986 by Joan Tower, the work was inspired by Aaron Copland’s iconic
fanfare and employed the same instrumentation of brass and percussion. Tower
dedicated this surprisingly brief work to “women who take risks and are
adventurous.” Adventurous to be sure, while the opening theme is a subtle echo
of Copland’s, the CSO brass was remarkably bright, crisp and and crackling in
its relentless morphing of the motif into quick, layered variations, both delicate
and discordant, robustly spiced with startling bursts of timpani.
The banquet continued with an especially
delectable hors d’oevre in the form of Ralph Vaughan Williams’ Serenade to
Music. Williams composed the work in 1938 for orchestra and 16 singers as a
grand ode to the life-affirming potentiality of music. The sung text was
adapted from a lovely scene in Shakespeare’s The Merchant of Venice, wherein
two lovers pause on their walk through a verdant estate, glimmering in the
moonlight, mesmerized as they listen to a group of musicians playing nearby.
Mesmerizing indeed, the orchestra and choir here were a remarkable
personification of that entranced couple, investing this wondrously atmospheric
meditation with a rhapsodic reverence.
After the intermission, CSO Music Director
Gerhardt Zimmermann joined his orchestra along with the Canton Symphony Chorus,
directed by Britt Cooper, and University of Mount Union Choir, directed by
Grant Cook. Here then was the Maestro, the intrepid master-chef, if you will,
at his most technically astute, emotionally alert, even brave. Astride the
pinnacle of his interpretive prowess, Zimmermann and his brilliant co-conspirators
served up the evening’s main course - the most enlivening recipe for pure
symphonic magnificence ever composed: Beethoven’s groundbreaking Symphony No.
9, Op. 125 “Choral.”
Like misty storm
clouds, tremulo strings in the first movement whispered, then swelled into
fragmented themes suggesting the cruel vicissitudes that haunted Beethoven’s life.
The unmitigated, largely upbeat intensity of the Scherzo movement – briskly
stated, but never too rushed – was a decidedly more jovial probing of hope,
giving way to the contemplative, majestic melancholy of the third movement. Throughout
these movements, the orchestra consistently navigated the complexities of intertwined
colors, textures and moods with a riveting clarity and precision.
Then came the colossal,
episodic final movement, a sumptuous regale in itself. The jarring, momentary
uproar of the opening settled into short-lived snippets of themes from the
previous movements, all quickly dismissed with the emergence of a new theme in
the low strings that steadily grew into a full-fledged hymn.
And just as the
music seemed poised for yet another dark storm, a very loud halt was called by
a lone, stern and rumbling voice from, of all places, the audience. Striding
down a side aisle and stepping up on to the stage like a general joining his troops,
baritone soloist David Small sang out the first stanza of Friedrich Schiller’s anthemic
poem, Ode to Joy: “O Friends! Not these sad tones! Let us raise our
voices together in more pleasant and joyful tones!”
Thenceforth, it felt
like all of heaven breaking loose. The combined choruses repeated the
baritone’s words with utterly breathgiving power, and joining the exultant
proceedings were the other members of the superb vocal quartet: Rachel Hall, soprano;
Diane Fox, mezzo-soprano; and John Pickle, tenor. Their singing - crystalline
and radiant - was enough to make angels jealous.
The symphony’s thunderous final note brought
the enthralled audience immediately to their feet in an equally thunderous roar
of approval. And gratitude, I’m sure, for a great service rendered. After all,
in these increasingly sad and troubled times, the CSO had just fed us a
generous helping of unfettered joy.
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