Tom Service 

A different planet

Michael Daugherty's percussion concerto UFO, which was given its British premiere by Leonard Slatkin and the Philharmonia, was composed with Evelyn Glennie's extraordinary talents in mind. A vision of the American obsession with all things extraterrestrial, Glennie is cast as a silver-clad alien at the work's opening. Rigged up to some sophisticated live electronics, she processed through a darkened Royal Festival Hall, producing strange vocal utterances and weird, industrial scrapings. Four aliens-cum-percussionists appeared in the Festival Hall's boxes, and the scene was set for the visual and sonic spectacular of Daugherty's piece.
  
  


Michael Daugherty's percussion concerto UFO, which was given its British premiere by Leonard Slatkin and the Philharmonia, was composed with Evelyn Glennie's extraordinary talents in mind. A vision of the American obsession with all things extraterrestrial, Glennie is cast as a silver-clad alien at the work's opening. Rigged up to some sophisticated live electronics, she processed through a darkened Royal Festival Hall, producing strange vocal utterances and weird, industrial scrapings. Four aliens-cum-percussionists appeared in the Festival Hall's boxes, and the scene was set for the visual and sonic spectacular of Daugherty's piece.

As a demonstration of the percussionist's range, UFO was brazenly successful. Crashing cymbals and cascades of drums were noisily impressive, while bowed vibraphones and tinkling bell-trees showed the softer side to Glennie's art. Daugherty's music is an amalgam of stock film-music stereotypes and 20th-century cliches. In classic B-movie style, clunky chromaticism and driving rhythms represent the threat of the little green men, while ethereal metallic crashes hint at their exotic allure. It all adds up to a virtuosically immediate use of orchestral resources.

But the knowingly wafer-thin substance of the music does have its drawbacks. In a toe-curling fourth section, Glennie improvised with metal bars and handfuls of squeaking rubber sausages. As music, this was lame; as theatre, it was redundant. Thankfully, the final movement at least concentrated on Glennie's musical gifts. But the maniacal repetition of a single rhythm made its point well before the end of the piece.

There was a far greater coup de thétre in Copland's Third Symphony. The whole symphony is a vision of post-war renewal and optimism, and the last movement is even based on Copland's definitively American Fanfare for the Common Man. But in the middle of a jaunty transformation of this famous tune, a powerful dissonance seemed to suggest the paranoia and insecurity - like the rise of the UFO craze - that were soon to engulf the US. Over the whole work, Slatkin and the Philharmonia achieved a winning balance between the structural strength of Copland's symphony and its obvious melodic appeal.

***** Unmissable **** Recommended *** Enjoyable ** Mediocre * Terrible

 

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