NYP @ Prospect Park
I vaguely remember the Berlioz Le Corsaire overture and Mendelssohn Violin Concerto from last night's New York Philharmonic concert in Prospect Park (I was being social), but I sat up and took notice of Tchaikovsky's Sixth Symphony, which closed the program. Tchaikovsky conducted the premiere of the Pathetique, as the symphony has become known, a mere nine days before his mysterious death in St. Petersburg in 1893, and it is a world apart from his earlier, more bombastic works for orchestra.
Conductor Ludovic Morlot kept the orchestra in check until the 3rd movement, where he finally let the reins go and the playing got wild and woolly. In the tragic final
movement - marked Adagio lamentoso - you could feel the wail of the violins, almost sounding like an audible cry at times. Credit the Philharmonic with providing a thoroughly satisfying musical experience - though for most it was likely soon forgotten with the traditional explosion of fireworks afterwards.
But, as good as the orchestra sounded last night, they still left me cold, playing the same old warhorses, none of which were less than 110 years old. Not so the LA Philharmonic, who for the past two seasons have invited an indie rock band to perform with them at the Hollywood Bowl, the orchestra's summer home for the past 85 years. This past Saturday, it was Portland's Decemberists, who - accompanied by the Philharmonic - sounded like the best film score you've ever heard. Brooklyn Vegan has the story; you can catch portions of the performance here. Or, if you have connections, you can try to score a ticket to their benefit show next Monday at Central Park Summerstage, where they'll be playing with Grizzly Bear and Land of Talk. As for when we can expect to hear them with the Philharmonic...