All in Classical

All Classical

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The art of . . .

COSÍ FAN TUTTE: The biggest hand went to Fiordiligi Lauren Skuce, who was strong and uninhibited, though not much seemed felt.

Given the nature of the work itself, and Bach’s architectonic mastery, the evening was an intense and complex experience, moving and meditative — but also, given Bach’s range of effect and affect, enormously enjoyable, even, in parts, fun. Each pianist was well suited to the section he or she chose or was assigned: Schepkin’s poetic delicacy; Chi’s combination of clarity (you could hear every line in one of the most challenging of all the fugues and canons), elegance, and solemnity; Harbison’s textured inwardness; Gordon’s intellectual and physical energy; Wyner’s whirlwind rhythmic passion; Chuang’s lightness of touch; Levin’s dramatic urgency.

Yet despite all the individual, sometimes quirky differences, what emerged was mysteriously unified. For nearly two hours, the Emmanuel audience listened rapt as Bach kept pushing the limits of what he could do, of his own understanding. And when Schepkin finally broke off where Bach did, mid phrase, you could almost hear a collective gasp.

Music director Martin Pearlman assembled a cast of fearless young singers for Boston Baroque’s latest version of Mozart’s Cosí fan tutte, and stage director Ned Canty got them to throw themselves into their parts. The audience stood and cheered at the end of a long, uncut evening that offered some three hours of music.

A good performance of Cosí should be at the same time hilarious and heartbreaking. With stabbing key changes and piercing harmonies, Mozart darkens — and humanizes — Lorenzo da Ponte’s devastating satirical farce about two young men who are convinced of the absolute fidelity of their lovers before being disabused of their illusions.