Goldstein-Peled-Fiterstein Trio delivers colorful program at Second Pres
While most of the city was no doubt riveted to the Ravens game Sunday afternoon, classical music fans packed at least two local venues -- Meyerhoff Hall, where Itzhak Perlman was wrapping up his box office-igniting guest soloist/conductor stint with the Baltimore Symphony; and Second Presbyterian Church, where the Goldstein-Peled-Fiterstein Trio performed a colorful program.
(I hear that Perlman kept his audience informed of the game's progress, score by score. At the chamber concert, one of the players announced the final result after intermission.)
Although the free admission policy of Community Concerts at Second certainly helps draw people, this was a very big crowd, bigger than the ones I remember seeing in that nave during my periodic visits over the years.
The audience was rewarded with stellar playing from start to finish. The ensemble's name may not roll right off the tongue, but the playing sure hit the spot quickly and easily.
Two trios book-ended the bill, Beethoven's Op. 11 and Brahms' Op. 114. In the former work, the musicians caught ...
The brooding beauty of the Brahms trio gave Fiterstein and cellist Amit Peled ample opportunity to spin out songful phrases, which they did to exquisite effect. In both scores, pianist Alon Goldstein was a full-fledged partner, providing an equal share of artistic sensitivity and technical elan.
The rest of the program was designed to showcase the individuals in the group.
Peled's vehicle was a work I've been delighted to hear him deliver before, Five Pieces on Folk Themes by Sulkhan Tsintsadze. The cellist burrowed into this vividly evocative piece with a juicy, enveloping tone and a keen sense of the music's character. It was a bravura performance. Goldstein held up his end of things with aplomb.
The pianist likewise offered impressive support for Fiterstein in a tightly meshed account of the Poulenc Sonata. The players made each harmonic turn speak eloquently, even hauntingly.
Goldstein's solo turn came in four of Chopin's Preludes, which he delivered with a combination of digital polish, warmth of expression (in the "Raindrop" Prelude) and dramatic heat (No. 24). I just wish there had been a full-sized grand for him to play.
All in all, the afternoon delivered chamber music-making of a very high caliber.
As my faithful readers know, I have a hard time ignoring audience behavior -- misbehavior, more to the point. Let me be the first to commend the attentive audience at this concert. Hardly any coughs, even. But I did encounter something new. Not sure what to make of it, really.
A man and woman in front of me spent the entire two hours reading copies of the New Yorker. The woman did put the magazine down to applaud dutifully after every piece, which I guess was nice; the man never looked up.
Did they mistake Second Presbyterian for a Christian Science Reading Room? Do they just like to hear live music while catching up on periodicals? Is the lighting really bad at home?
I was tempted to ask them, but suddenly the woman switched gears and drew a newspaper out of her satchel. It was a back issue of the Sun, and her eye was fixed on an article by moi. Who was I to interrupt such an enriching pastime?
PHOTO (by Britt Olsen-Ecker) COURTESY OF FRANK SALOMON ASSOCIATES