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The Genesis of a Masterpiece This week we mark two extraordinary centenaries. Sir David Attenborough's, of course, but only four days after the birth of the bona fide national treasure, Dmitri Shostakovich's First Symphony also first saw the light of day – premiered in Leningrad on 12 May 1926. The 19-year-old's composition was played by the Leningrad Philharmonic, conducted by Nicolai Malko. The Revolutionary Sound The symphony's four-movement structure is just about the only conventional feature it has. The teenage Shostakovich had imbibed all the lessons he could about what orchestral music should sound like and how it should behave, and was bold enough to subvert all those ideas and send them up. There is no forelock-tugging to earlier generations of Russian symphonists and orchestral pioneers; instead, Shostakovich's First resounds with a self-confidence that's both optimistic and deliciously sardonic. A Circus of Sound From the distorted trumpet call that opens the work – a fanfare that thumbs its nose at your expectations of how a symphony should start; not an affirmative flourish, but a snakingly dissonant question mark – Shostakovich sets out on a first movement that's like a circus: a cavalcade of characters who take the stage and exit, more often than not pursued by a cartoon bear, clown or bassoon. The momentum that Shostakovich generates from the way he juxtaposes ideas – cutting from one to the other as if the symphony were a reel of film – continues deliriously in the second movement. Here, a piano part is added to the orchestral texture, and that's where one of the secrets of this music's compositional energy is revealed. As a teenager, Shostakovich played the piano for Soviet silent cinema screenings, and in the symphony's piano solos, he turns his work into a knockabout farce that Buster Keaton would be proud of. A Masterpiece of Unbridled Creativity The movement builds to a climax that is both terrifying – a sudden fanfare that consumes the whole orchestra – and bathetic, in the form of the solo piano's chords, as if the pianist couldn't keep up with the music's pace. There is no hint anywhere in this piece of the bombast and poster-paint ideology of Shostakovich's later symphonies, but there is real feeling here, hinted at in that climax of the scherzo, as the cartoon suddenly shudders into real life. The slow movement that comes next is one of the most unironically passionate that Shostakovich ever wrote, as a solo oboe and solo cello inspire the whole orchestra to a melodic outpouring that feels more Shakespearean drama than circus hijinks. A Legacy of Creative Freedom The final movement somehow brings all of these worlds together, and the symphony ends in a torrent of irresistible energy, a culmination of pure sentiment as well as sheer excitement. This is, surely, the most creatively confident First Symphony by any teenager in musical history (and there is plenty of competition, from Mendelssohn to Knussen, from Rihm to Schubert). It announces a world of possibility in which musical conventions are gleefully turned upside down in a frenzy of modernist creativity that's both funny and profound. It's the sound of a unique symphonic avant garde that might have heralded an era of unfettered creative freedom for Shostakovich and generations of composers. A What-If of History Instead, these are the sounds of what might have been, for Shostakovich and for Russia. In Shostakovich's later symphonies, especially from the mid-1930s onwards, you hear the chilling of that freedom and the daily terror of living in Stalin's Soviet Union. The confidence and joy in his own brilliance that you hear in every page of the First Symphony is a miracle that Shostakovich never quite repeated and which is still strikingly new, a century on.

The concert began with Imogen Holst's Persephone, a 12-minute tone poem written in 1929. The piece starts with a familiar, rippling woodwind passage that evokes Ravel's Daphnis and Chloé, but Holst's unique voice soon emerges, exploring texture, color, and tonality.Holst's work tells a story of rebirth, culminating in a glowing finale that references the music's beginning. The darker, uneasy sections feature a fugue-like passage for strings and muted brass, showcasing Holst's innovative approach.The program continued with Erich Wolfgang Korngold's 1945 Violin Concerto, performed by Vilde Frang. Frang's interpretation highlighted Korngold's melodiousness and the work's expressionistic roots in Vienna. Her silky, intense playing was balanced by a willingness to dispense with vibrato, revealing the music's strangeness and spikiness.The evening concluded with Dmitri Shostakovich's Fifth Symphony. Pappano's direction kept the first movement on its toes, building tension through subtle increases in speed. The second movement was a heavy-footed dance, while the slow movement was a tragic, romantic masterpiece. The orchestra reached a thrilling, ear-ringing culmination in the final movement, with Pappano coaxing even more sound from the strings when it seemed they had reached their fullest extent.

The BBC Philharmonic, under the baton of John Storgårds, has released an album featuring Dmitri Shostakovich's Symphonies No 2 and 5. This pairing brings together one of the composer's most familiar works with one of his lesser-known pieces.The Symphony No 2, commissioned as propaganda for the 10th anniversary of the October Revolution, is an early experiment by the 21-year-old Shostakovich. It begins with eerie, foggy strings that slide up and down in an intangible, almost pitchless way, more akin to a sound effect than music. As it builds, the symphony becomes a perpetual motion melee, culminating in a celebratory chorus singing 'October, the Commune and Lenin'.In contrast, the Symphony No 5, written a decade later, showcases a more mature composer. Storgårds' interpretation doesn't quite capture the depth of darkness in the first movement, but his warmth in the harmonies brings the music to life. The third movement has a compelling stillness, while the finale expertly increases tension through small tempo changes.This album review highlights the stark contrast between Shostakovich's early experimentation and his later mastery. The performance by the BBC Philharmonic and John Storgårds is effective, making this album a valuable addition to any classical music collection.