Sinaisky and Kavakos solid if not flashy with Los Angeles Philharmonic

Vassily SinaiskyVassily Sinaisky is not exactly a household name, and until last night, I’d never seen him conduct.  The Music Director and Chief Conductor of the Bolshoi Theatre certainly looks the way you’d imagine a maestro to look:  tall(ish), sporting white tie and tails (no pajama jacket here), with wavy grey hair brushed up to maximum height.  In practice, he was more gracious than flashy.  His gestures were generic, but easy to follow, and he used them well-enough to lead the Los Angeles Philharmonic in a solid evening of music.

The Planets by Gustav Holst was the big work for the evening, and in general, Mr. Sinaisky’s interpretation seemed to focus on the big picture without worrying too much about details.  This worked better in  grander movements like “Mars,” “Jupiter,” and “Uranus,” which were full of momentum, with climaxes growing slowly, naturally, and with a sense of portentous inevitability.  Calmer movements sounded pretty enough, but Mr. Sinaisky seemed content with slow and quiet and not much else — “Neptune, the Mystic” was more like “Neptune, the casual,” with the only sense of mystery coming from off-stage placement of the Pacific Chorale’s women behind the audience.

Fortunately for Mr. Sinaisky, the orchestra sounded very good in all of the movements.  Fortunate too that Walt Disney Concert Hall’s acoustics allow for as much clarity as it does.  Notable individual contributions were many, with my favorites coming from Jim Miller on tenor tuba, Nathan Cole playing as concertmaster, and Andrew Bain on horn.

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Absurdity for all ages: Long Beach Opera and LA Phil’s Toyota Symphonies for Youth

At first blush, a matinee at Long Beach Opera (LBO) would seem to have little in common with one of the Los Angeles Philharmonic’s Toyota Symphonies for Youth (TSFY) educational concerts.  If you knew that one had programmed a double-bill of surrealist operas by Poulenc (The Breasts of Tiresias) and Martinů (Tears of a Knife), while the other was designed around The Planets by Gustav Holst — well, you may think I was a little whacky (note:  I am, but that is beside the point).  Before this past weekend, I would have thought the same thing.

As it turns out, both programs ended up having more elements tying them together than one would have predicted.  Humor?  Check.  Violence?  Check.  Unrequited love? Check.  Science wrongly applied and later acknowledged as such?  Check and check.

There were certainly differences —  the opera chorus’s fully clothed, Kama Sutra-esque demonstration of multiple sexual positions likely being the most graphically obvious — but by Sunday night, I couldn’t help but reflect on the two events being equal halves of an unexpected whole weekend of absurdist comedy.

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