Beethoven shows us his "classical" side as a opposed to his "romantic" side with his violin concerto. The soloist, Ms. Chase, gave a performance that was technically flawless yet emotionally restrained without being sterile. The orchestra, especially the woodwinds, handled their parts beautifully,
The individual players of the orchestra, down to a person, did an incredible job in the "Rite of Spring," unfortunately, there were some missing components to this performance, beginning with an adequate number of string players to balance out the mighty forces of winds, brass and percussion that the piece calls for. Not only were there not enough violins, but the two sections were physically divided by such a large chasm, (apparently for the conductor to walk on and off the stage? why can't he just walk in front of the orchestra?) that their forces seemed stranded on a distant island, contributing to a lack of blend, homogeneity and heft in an already overpowered string section. I am certain that the undermanned string section was due to an economic decision, and in that case, maybe it's better to wait to perform "Sacre" when it can be afforded its proper due.
The other issue was the interpretation of Maestro Diemecke. Unfortunately for him, we in the area have been blessed by the absolutely brilliant and terrifying performances of Maestro Salonen and the LA Phil, and then the stunningly visceral, sensual, and yes, erotic, interpretation of Maestro Dudamel and the same orchestra this past fall. The Long Beach conductor, while seeming to enjoy himself immensely, didn't really make a case for much more than a very well-played performance (again, bravo to all of the musicians!) with some odd tempo choices, constant problems with balance, a lack of heft, and most unfortunately, a lack of heat. One did not feel the inherent architecture of the piece, either musically or emotionally.
Special notice must be given to Judith Farmer, who played the opening bassoon solo as beautifully as we have ever heard it played.While most bassoonists struggle with its high tessitura, she owned it. Lush, haunting and nuanced, it set the stage for what could have been another "Sacre" to cherish.