Stunning frocks aside, I have admired Anna Sophie Mutter's playing for quite some years now, and own several of her discs and a couple of DVDs. There is a direct vivacity to much of her playing that is instantly recognisable, and offhand I can think of no other classical violinist who has quite such an individual sound. However, with this disc, hearing her playing contemporary repertoire for the first time, I have come to a whole new appreciation of her capabilities. It has obliged me to realise that she is one of the great musicians of our age, whom familiarity has led me to take too much for granted. This repertoire, full as it is of subtle effects and sophisticated drama, shows that Anna Sophie is one of those handful of musicians who has transcended the limitation of her instrument; who can make it do anything that is physically possible, and somewhat more besides. If one fully enters the soundworlds created here, it becomes apparent that every note she plays is a complex musical event in its own right, with each nuance and articulation controlled to a micrometric degree of precision. In these performances I find myself as absorbed, if not more so, in the sculptural qualities of Anna Sophie's playing, as in the higher level organisation of the composers' intentions.
Rihm's Lichtes Spiel is a luminously beautiful, single-movement work, my guess is atonal but deeply lyrical nonetheless. The violin part unfolds against a backdrop of ambiguous and mysterious chords that for me evokes moonlight and shadows. I am reminded of Schoenberg's Verklarte Nacht, but entirely purged of its neurotic hysteria.
This is followed by two short pieces by Penderecki and Rihm respectively, both for a duo of Mutter's violin and the double bass of Roman Patkolo. Both have both instruments featuring as equals in a dynamical complex of narrative counterpoint. Again, I would guess that both pieces are atonal, but are neither difficult nor abrasive. In fact, there is a somewhat Bach-like clarity to the logical unfolding of both works. What really strikes me about both these works is that, devoid of tonal underpinnings, it really is up to the players to infuse them with their meanings, by means of their intonation and dynamical interplay, and in this respect one can feel here the intensely focussed intelligence of both players. One feels oneself to be in the presence of superb minds operating at optimal capacity.
The main course of the disc is the Time Machines of Sebastian Currier. Modernistic, but I don't think atonal because I can hear the pull towards a common tonal centre in each of its seven pieces. There is far too much in this work to go into any kind of detail. It is full of fireworks, unearthly beauty, sounds you have probably never heard a violin make before, excitement and humour. The spine chillingly ambiguous chords of the final piece are particularly haunting for me. This is a marvellously original but approachable piece of contemporary music.
I was so forcefully struck by Mutter's musicianship on this disc, that I found myself needing to hear more from her. So much so that I went on to order her double disc of
Mozart: The Violin Concertos; Sinfonia concertante. Thi, in itself, is saying something, because normally I'm one of those who are passionate about Beethoven, but relatively lukewarm about Mozart. But then it's one of the curiosities of classical music that much of it we listen to out of love for the composers, but then some we listen to for the performer. Only rarely do we find these twin demands satisfied in a single package.