Richard Bratby

Igor Levit deserved his standing ovation; Shostakovich, even more so

Plus: if you ignored the footnotes, there was a risk you might find this premiere from German modernist Helmut Lachenmann rather fun

Awe was certainly one response to Levit’s performance of Shostakovich's Preludes and Fugues at the Wigmore Hall. Image: Pepe Torres / EPA-EFE / Shutterstock 
issue 16 April 2022

Music and politics don’t mix, runs the platitude. Looks a bit tattered now, doesn’t it? For Soviet musicians, of course, it wasn’t a question of whether you were interested in politics. Politics was unambiguously interested in you. Shostakovich wrote his 24 Preludes and Fugues for piano between 1950 and 1951, in the teeth of Stalin’s postwar crackdown, and in adopting the model of Bach, he seems to have been looking for a safe path forward: music that was politically neutral. He dedicated the Preludes and Fugues to the pianist Tatyana Nikolayeva, whose surprise victory at the 1950 Bach competition in Leipzig had been exploited by state propagandists.

Bach himself was a permanent conundrum to the Soviets – that inconvenient fixation with God! – but by 1950, with Leipzig safely behind the Iron Curtain, he was being reinvented as a proletarian genius, oppressed by the constraints of bourgeois religion. In that climate, a Soviet homage to Bach was a reasonably safe gambit, though Shostakovich’s Prelude and Fugues can give the impression (initially, at least) of a composer who’s avoiding eye contact.

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