Jana C.
Yelp
My avidity toward classical music: unchanging.
The baton of a consummate conductor, Mr. Semyon Bychkov, produced such beauty, there were about 3-4 standing ovations. I have been to many, many symphonies, but have never witnessed a sight like this. He passionately wove together the stories, emotions, and statements that the two composers showcased had intended. During several moments of the 3rd movement adagietto, I found myself choking back tears. Fine art never sounded so good.
Welcome to CSO, proud home of one of the very best in the world. I had a glorious time listening to a contemporary newcomer and Mahler's 5th on Friday. The hall itself is truly gorgeous and cavernous. Seated near the front on the 6th (yes, SIXTH) floor, I had a perfectly unobstructed view of every orchestra member. Surprisingly, this has got to be due to the incredibly steep grade of the house.
Glancing all around, I thought the CSO was fortunate to play in such an opulent and grand center, and I was lucky to get an earful of Mahler under Bychkov's direction. Sad to learn I missed YoYoMa by a week (but got to see him perform @ Davies Hall).
Gustav Mahler was born in Bohemia, grew up near Vienna. Flanked by childhood trauma in losing his parents, raised by a grandmother, and left as the eldest son to care for 6 other siblings (the rest perished), he was a Jewish prodigy who struggled and was even homeless on more than one occasion. He even converted to Catholicism to ensure himself a better chance at employment as a conductor. His life experience ostensibly afforded him no dearth of emotion from which to create and emote such complex statements.
His 5th symph was very regal with the first few measures of the lone trumpet....but plowed through confusion, anger, loneliness, and yet landed on the side of triumph, celebrating the fullness and resiliency of the human spirit, imbued with hope. His last movement was written as a love gift for his wife, the tender adagietto. I was humbled that I came along for this magnificent journey, endearing myself to Mahler and his complicated life.
PS To the poor French hornist in the back row... I felt so badly for you that you could not shake out all the water from your instrument. I cannot imagine the pressure and the awkwardness. I wanted to give you a hug, and crossed my fingers that Mr Bychkov would not be cross with you. ={
PS He's gonna guest conduct in SFCity soon!!!