“As centrepiece, longtime musical comrades Emanuel Ax and Slatkin stylishly realised the Heaven-sent K503 through well-judged tempos, shapely and expressive phrasing, varieties of subtlety (Ax adding tasteful decoration in the Finale), with the SLS characterful in support, the composer’s intentions speaking directly through musicians whose rapport is self-evident. The first-movement cadenza was by Robert Casadesus (as advised by Mr Ax), and his encore was a Chopin Nocturne, the F-minor, Opus 55/1.”

Colin’s Column

The Strad

These players continue their ‘Beethoven for Three’ series of piano trios and symphony arrangements with the First Symphony, in which they catch all the freshness and exuberance of Shai Wosner’s arrangement, which has both the sensitivities of chamber music and the power of Beethoven’s big-boned tuttis.

There is delicacy and good humour in the Andante, before the jolly Menuetto and happy, bustling finale.

After the energetic opening of the ‘Ghost’ Trio op.70 no.1 there is leisurely melodic playing. The weaving chromatic lines of the development have an air of mystery and the coda has a dreamy expansiveness.

The Largo assai progresses with a sense of strange inevitability in its rise and fall of dynamics and later in its vivid drama, as the playing becomes more muscular and emphatic. There is a constant alternation of energetic joy and poetic sensitivity in the finale.

Kavakos takes over clarinet duties in the piano trio version of the Clarinet Trio op.11. The playing here is immaculately clean and lyrical, the staccatos clipped, the sforzandos punchy but tonally focused.

The Adagio is a delight, genial and relaxed, with finely sculpted string melodies neatly offset by Ax’s twinkling filigree playing. In the finale the second variation, for strings alone, has simple charm.

The musicians are captured in a warm and detailed recorded sound.

The Wall Street Journal

The celebrated film composer’s new work, which had its premiere at the idyllic Massachusetts venue this weekend in a performance by Emanuel Ax and the Boston Symphony Orchestra, deftly highlights his artistry away from the silver screen.

Composers of film scores who aspire to the concert hall have it rough. Fans from the multiplex want tunes they can hum, while classical-music aficionados tend to regard composers who earn studio paychecks as inferior to those who don’t. Yet such snobbery is not entirely misplaced, as several Hollywood composers have made ill-fated attempts to augment their mainstream success with the patina of “serious” music.

The obvious exception is John Williams, arguably the greatest and certainly the most commercially successful composer of music for movies ever. In addition to his Hollywood triumphs with Steven Spielberg and others, Mr. Williams has proved a hit in the concert hall. His works for violin and orchestra have been composed for world-class artists like Anne-Sophie Mutter and Gil Shaham, and his Cello Concerto was written for Yo-Yo Ma.

On Saturday, Mr. Williams notched another such achievement: the premiere of his Piano Concerto, dedicated to Emanuel Ax, a soloist equally renowned for interpretive sympathy and technical acumen. As with the violin and cello works, the first performance was given by the Boston Symphony Orchestra, ensconced as usual this time of year at Tanglewood, its summer home since 1937. The conductor was the orchestra’s music director, Andris Nelsons, who just completed his 11th season in the job. Mr. Williams is no stranger to this prestigious al fresco festival; he conducted the Boston Pops here from 1980 to 1993, succeeding the legendary Arthur Fiedler in that role. And he remains a beloved presence on this vast and verdant campus, as the overwhelming audience reaction to his appearance on stage Saturday attested.

Mr. Williams’s new 21-minute concerto—which will enjoy a run of four performances in Boston with the same forces in January—does not have a catchy title like “TreeSong,” the violin concerto in all but name he wrote for Mr. Shaham in 2000. But the program indicates that the work’s three discrete movements are nods to the great jazz pianists Art Tatum, Bill Evans and Oscar Peterson. The composer, whose father was a jazz drummer, is a pianist himself, so he comes by such connections honestly. Yet the jazz aspects of the piece are not especially obvious.

Instead, I felt the concerto, scored for a large and colorful orchestra and featuring novel couplings, had a strong universal narrative that moved from near desolation to triumph, with several diverting episodes in between. It opens boldly, for the piano alone, with no time signatures, so Mr. Ax, now age 76, played freely. That changed once the orchestra entered and the perennial struggle of group versus individual unfolded—though in later passages some members of the orchestra were briefly afforded similar liberties.

The work has many appealing aspects, not least that it doesn’t wear out its welcome. Understandably for a man well into his tenth decade, Mr. Williams wishes to get straight to the point. Modernists like Charles Ives and Alban Berg are clearly invoked but never oppressively, while some rhythms in the finale struck me as straight from Dvořák’s playbook.

But the concerto’s high point must be the opening of the second movement, in which a solo viola (BSO principal Steven Ansell on this occasion) spins a lachrymose melody that is soon joined by the questing solo piano. Once entwined, the music quickly becomes a love duet, which then gradually expands as other instruments enter. The end of the third movement will also have its fans, especially those who cherish Mr. Williams’s film work, for it is a hell-for-leather orchestral coda in the mode of Beethoven that rises in intensity until a thwack from the bass drum tells us we’re done—as if we didn’t know!

Mr. Ax, typically, made the whole affair seem natural, even as some of what he was asked to do would daunt a much younger player. And Mr. Nelsons and the orchestra, sounding splendid throughout, offered that rarest of gifts—the ability to arrest a listener’s attention without at all detracting from the soloist’s efforts.

The evening offered no curtain raiser, but the concerto was followed, post-intermission, by a riveting account of Mahler’s lately ubiquitous Symphony No. 1. Paradoxically, the performance, except in climaxes, exuded languor. Yet by emphasizing cohesion as much as atmosphere, Mr. Nelsons held the melodic line so tautly that focus never flagged. And only an orchestra as fine as this one could have produced the elegant sonic glow he elicited.

Mr. Williams’s contributions to Hollywood will long survive him. Whether his classical scores have that sort of staying power is unclear. But the best of them, including this latest work—which Mr. Ax and the New York Philharmonic will perform in late February and early March—possess a broad appeal that any music lover can embrace.

New York Classical Review
One might have known an evening of fantasy with Emanuel Ax was not going to be a random walk.

The pianist, known for compelling, straight-no-chaser performances of keyboard classics, played five pieces Thursday night in Carnegie Hall, four of which had some form of “fantasy” in the title. But there was no relaxation of his standards when it came to finding and communicating the entire shape of a piece.

The two sonatas that Beethoven labeled “quasi una fantasia” and published together as his Op. 27 had plenty of structure, just not the particular sequence of movements that had become a convention by 1801, when he composed them. Hearing both on the same program was like meeting two siblings with a family resemblance but contrasting personalities: the E-flat major gentle with a mischievous streak, the C-sharp minor (“Moonlight”) dark and brooding with a violent temper. Composed in the first year of a new century, one looked back to an age of good manners, the other ahead to an era of Romantic subjectivity and turmoil.

The pianist played the tidy opening of the E-flat Sonata with a touch of freedom, as if he were making it up as he went along. The spirit of fantasy continued with a sudden bright idea, Presto, in a whole different key, C major. A sense of flow within and between these sections carried the listener along. The same was true of the following movements, played without a break as the composer instructed: a scherzo surging in smooth waves, a rich-toned aria for a baritone over a steady adagio pulse, and a rambunctious rondo that paused to remember the baritone’s song before racing to the finish.

Instead of simply playing the two sonatas back to back, Ax cannily inserted between them a meditation on Beethoven by John Corigliano, Fantasia on an Ostinato. Composing a test piece for contestants in the 1985 Van Cliburn Competition, Corigliano began with a repeating rhythm (ostinato) from Beethoven’s Seventh Symphony, then emphasized imagination over digital virtuosity by supplying the players with a sort of Lego box of “interlocking repeated patterns” and inviting them to improvise with it.

The piece has lived on far beyond the competition, as a number of prominent pianists have taken up Corigliano’s challenge. Ax’s version on Thursday began and ended with echoes of Beethoven’s symphony, but spent most of the time exploring sonorities with hands overlapping in the middle of the keyboard, with only occasional excursions to upper and lower ranges, or into more forte dynamics. The effect was mesmerizing.

There was of course applause for Corigliano’s clever concept and Ax’s subtle pianism–and the composer, 87, rose at his seat to acknowledge it–but one wondered how it would have been to follow the piece’s pianissimo close immediately, quasi una fantasia, with Beethoven’s hushed “Moonlight” ripples.

Again Ax allowed himself just a touch of freedom in those slow triplets, a human presence amid the steady ostinato. The Adagio melody sang in tones like black pearls, and unfolded with the glacial dignity of a slowed-down Bach chorale. The pianist emphasized lightness and grace in the Allegretto, recalling Liszt’s description of it as “a flower between two abysses.”

The furious finale flowed, a cataract now instead of a moonlit lake, its chutes and jets and eddies artfully shaped by the pianist, at least until the rocks themselves came loose in the violent coda.

A different kind of liquid quality characterized Schumann’s Arabeske, Op. 18, as its little tune burbled out with slightly different inflections each time it returned. Ax made sure one heard that each of the minor-key episodes was based on a variant of that same theme. This outwardly trifling piece, which even the composer spoke of dismissively, actually had a lot going on.

One could say Schumann’s three-movement Fantasy in C major, Op. 17—with its dual inspiration of a love letter to Clara and a monument to Beethoven–was a fantasy “quasi una sonata,” especially the way Ax kept its ecstatic effusions and tender murmurs on an expressive track in the eager first movement. Ax allowed the hearty march movement to steal in quietly at first, but drove it to a triumphant conclusion.

Ax waited a long time for the march’s final chord to die away before embarking on this piece’s most fantasy-like movement, a meditation on longing for the distant beloved in which the composer seems lost in the woods, stopping and starting over in another key, remembering past happiness, hovering between despair and acceptance. Ax’s performance was alive to every nuance of feeling in this most Romantic of finales.

The pianist responded to the audience’s ovation with a single encore, Liszt’s transcription of Schubert’s song “Ständchen,” delicately tracing its echo effects.

“Alors qu’Emmanuel Ax commence le Concerto pour piano n° 4 de Beethoven dans une nuance à la limite de l’audible depuis le cinquième rang du parterre de la Philharmonie de Paris, on se demande si les spectateurs du deuxième balcon peuvent apprécier avec autant d’acuité la beauté sonore que cisèle l’artiste depuis son clavier. Le Steinway est transformé en piano de cristal, d’où chaque note émane en toute transparence au gré de la variété d’attaques du soliste : qu’il s’agisse d’un détaché énergique ou d’une délicate liaison, toutes les notes résonnent dans l’oreille à leur juste place, tant au sein de la phrase que relativement à l’ensemble harmonique.”

Bachtrack

“Ax’s recital was devoted to Schubert and Liszt. His wonderfully straightforward, unfussy approach to piano playing is perfectly matched to Schubert’s sonatas, and his performances of the two that framed this programme, the early A major sonata D664, and the last of all, the B flat major D960, were models of intelligence and good musical sense. The account of the A major seemed relaxed but never indulgent; every phrase was perfectly weighted and individually coloured and given its own expressive space.

The B flat sonata offers different challenges of scale, of course, but Ax showed that the same principles of directness coupled with a refusal to overcomplicate things could be just as effective on that larger, more complex canvas, too. The great paragraphs of the opening movement were unfolded with unforced inevitability, the melody of the andante tinged with just the right sense of tragic regret, while the scherzo and the finale seemed perfect vehicles for his quicksilver agility.

Four of Liszt’s transcriptions of Schubert songs linked the two composers perfectly. However elaborate the decoration lavished on the songs, Ax ensured the melodic integrity of the originals was always preserved, so that, in Ständchen from Schwanengesang, for instance, Liszt’s rippling additions were never allowed to overshadow its essential melodic charm. And even in Vallée d’Obermann, from the Swiss volume of Liszt’s Années de Pèlerinage, the most ferocious climaxes were neither overwrought nor contrived; magically, Ax managed to bring the same imperishable musical qualities to Liszt’s baggy grandiloquence as he did to Schubert’s understated profundity.”

The Guardian

HOUSTON CHRONICLE
MAY 21, 2018
BY ERIC SKELLY

The Houston Symphony brought its 2017-18 subscription season to a close this past weekend with a program that offered a study in contrasts.

As heard in Jones Hall, the program offered a star guest soloist in two works by Mozart in a purist, traditional approach to performing classical music. But after the intermission, the shattering innovation of Stravinsky’s “The Rite of Spring” inspired the Houston Symphony to try some innovating of its own by way of employing multimedia to reinterpret Stravinsky’s audacious score. While the two approaches to performance were dramatically disparate, each proved apt for the works they sought to illuminate. Read more …

THE NEW YORK TIMES
FEBRUARY 21, 2018
BY DAVID ALLEN

Classical superstars have long come together to form chamber groups, and there is a particularly distinguished tradition of doing that for Brahms’s piano trios. Just scan the internet for Artur Rubinstein, Jascha Heifetz and Emanuel Feuermann, say, or Myra Hess, Isaac Stern and Pablo Casals. Sometimes celebrity players struggle to curb their egos for the intimacy of group work — but when they do, the results can be stunning. Read more …

THE ARTS DESK
SEPTEMBER 9, 2017
BY GAVIN DIXON

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“I don’t know for sure, but I’m guessing that Emanuel Ax (pictured below) and Michael Tilson Thomas are long-time collaborators. An intuitive sense of communication between the two was evident throughout the Mozart 14th Piano Concerto, allowing the pianist to make some dramatic tempo and dynamic changes, at a moment’s notice, knowing that the orchestra would always keep step. Read more …