
Thus do we find ourselves in the comforting waters of Bach’s
generative whispers from the moment we dive in. For this performance
Demenga adopts the approach of a viola da gamba player (to greatest
effect in his raspily inflected Courante). This sound draws out the
music’s inherent gaseousness, in which one feels something dark and
cosmic taking shape. Demenga’s notecraft ensures that every molecule
feels connected through a legato of silence. He digs as deep as he can
for those distinct Bach lows, plows double stops as if they were fertile
fields, and maintains subtle independence of line in the Sarabande. He
bows the Menuets as if with shadows, then elicits one of the finer
renderings of the Gigue I’ve yet heard, striking a fine balance between
jubilation and regret.
The boldness of this architecture may seem an ill fit to Zimmermann’s
sonatas, which despite their meticulous scoring also call for an
improvisatory approach. This puts the musician in a potentially
compromising space, though if anyone is up to the challenge, it’s
Demenga. Many of Zimmermann’s works were considered unplayable when
first written, the Cello Sonata of 1960 not least of all. Drawing from
his usual pool of spatial and temporal concerns, the piece moves beyond
the Romantic notion of cello as vox humana and into the realm
of speech, action, and embodiment. In his liners, Demenga notes a
particularly difficult passage in the first movement, which encompasses
three distinct time-layers: “while the upper voice, played on the
bridge, produces a continuous ritardando, the middle one is the most
striking, because of its very large range and numbers of notes played
pizzicato, and then the lowest, played on the nut of the bow, sounds
like a scarcely perceptible accelerando.” Despite its brevity, unpacking
the finer implications thereof took Demenga weeks to perfect. (ECM Reviews)
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