Peter Moore, the trombonist whose musical star began to shine like a beacon 15 years ago, has been making waves with his advocacy for his instrument. With a decade-long stint at the London Symphony Orchestra under his belt, he is now one of the great champions of the trombone, and his growing repertoire of concertos owes much to his persuasive voice.
Moore had an intriguing platform in Dai Fujikura's Vast Ocean II, which premiered here with Kazuki Yamada leading the City of Birmingham Symphony Orchestra. The composition takes its cue from Stanisław Lem's sci-fi novel Solaris, depicting a teeming, sentient ocean that Moore brought to life on his instrument. However, Fujikura's score is less Hollywood and more Andrei Tarkovsky – a pointillist canvas of glinting sounds and textures that rarely coalesce into anything conventionally developmental.
Moore expertly coaxed the trombone into singing, finding shifting colors in the score's insistent repeated notes, and coaxing slides into vocal sighs and howls. Yamada provided a rich, elusive backdrop to these sonic episodes, but the question remains: do they all add up to more than just a sequence of gorgeous sounds?
Fujikura's mastery of the musical unanswered question was on full display in his trombone concerto. After the interval, the orchestra moved into more familiar territory with Mahler's Symphony No 1. Yamada's heart-on-sleeve, instinctive musicianship brought this symphony to life, with a lilting peasant-Ländler that swayed with a whiff of schnapps in its string portamenti.
However, not all was well in the third movement, where sinister minor-key notes from Frère Jacques failed to provide the necessary counterweight to the symphony's overflowing life and optimism. There were hints of sleazy horror here, but it fell short of the bleak nullity required to balance out the rest of the work.
Moore had an intriguing platform in Dai Fujikura's Vast Ocean II, which premiered here with Kazuki Yamada leading the City of Birmingham Symphony Orchestra. The composition takes its cue from Stanisław Lem's sci-fi novel Solaris, depicting a teeming, sentient ocean that Moore brought to life on his instrument. However, Fujikura's score is less Hollywood and more Andrei Tarkovsky – a pointillist canvas of glinting sounds and textures that rarely coalesce into anything conventionally developmental.
Moore expertly coaxed the trombone into singing, finding shifting colors in the score's insistent repeated notes, and coaxing slides into vocal sighs and howls. Yamada provided a rich, elusive backdrop to these sonic episodes, but the question remains: do they all add up to more than just a sequence of gorgeous sounds?
Fujikura's mastery of the musical unanswered question was on full display in his trombone concerto. After the interval, the orchestra moved into more familiar territory with Mahler's Symphony No 1. Yamada's heart-on-sleeve, instinctive musicianship brought this symphony to life, with a lilting peasant-Ländler that swayed with a whiff of schnapps in its string portamenti.
However, not all was well in the third movement, where sinister minor-key notes from Frère Jacques failed to provide the necessary counterweight to the symphony's overflowing life and optimism. There were hints of sleazy horror here, but it fell short of the bleak nullity required to balance out the rest of the work.