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From BPO and Zander, Mahler as it is meant to be

Benjamin Zander leads the Boston Philharmonic on Friday night.Stu Rosner

In March 1979, the late Claudio Abbado led the BSO in a trio of magical performances of Gustav Mahler’s Second Symphony, the “Resurrection.” I never expected to hear a live reading to rival those, but on Good Friday, in Symphony Hall, I did, from Benjamin Zander and his Boston Philharmonic. It was the best live Mahler Second I’ve heard over the past 38 years, and the best performance I’ve ever heard from Zander.

Which was a minor surprise in the wake of his 2012 Linn recording of the “Resurrection” with the Philharmonia of London. Zander there is scrupulously faithful to Mahler’s score, and the interpretation, at 90 minutes, is expansive, but it’s almost too reverent, and the orchestra sounds soft-edged.


Friday, the only thing wanting was the texts for the fourth and fifth movements, which for some reason were missing from the printed program. The performance, at 83 minutes, was apocalyptic, with terror and tenderness in equal measure. What needs to rush in this symphony rushed; what needs to be still was still; what needs to be majestic was unbelievably moving. The Philharmonic crackled, with solo playing that was confident and had character; you’d hardly guess this isn’t supposed to be a world-class orchestra. Chorus pro Musica was sufficiently prepared by its director, Jamie Kirsch, that it was able to sing looking at Zander and not at the score.

In the hero’s funeral drama that opens the “Resurrection,” Zander rained down fire and brimstone; death was everywhere. He turned the second movement, a bucolic flashback, into a lilting ländler; here his rubato was more natural than what’s on the Linn recording, and the storm section was more atmospheric. The third movement, which flashes back to the world’s meaningless hustle and bustle, went at a strut rather than the usual sprint; the winds were cheeky, and the ruthe (a percussion instrument, essentially a bundle of birch twigs) was actually audible.


The fourth movement is six minutes of paradise titled “Urlicht” (“Primal Light”). Contralto Claudia Huckle drifted on stage unobtrusively as the third movement closed, without a book, and looked the audience in the eye as she sang of the child who won’t let an angel block her way to heaven.

Zander’s finale ran “only” 35 minutes (as opposed to the 39 on the recording), but there were moments when it seemed he was opening the seventh seal. One moment everything would be preternaturally still; the next, the cosmos was collapsing. The volume of the offstage instruments was perfectly gauged; the two percussion crescendos were shattering. Soprano Sonja Tengblad floated her “dich rief dir geben” solo celestially, and she and Huckle were angelic when singing together (by no means a given in this symphony). The chorus was both hushed and fervent; the men even managed the “Bereite dich” without barking. And Zander’s final measures didn’t have to storm heaven — they were so ecstatic, they simply rose there.


Performed by Boston Philharmonic Orchestra conducted by Benjamin Zander. At Symphony Hall, April 14.

Jeffrey Gantz can be reached at jeffreymgantz@gmail.com