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Andris Nelsons, BSO, and Håkan Hardenberger offer an evening that was extra and then some

The Boston Globe

“The third movement dripped with sardonic pathos, with its several disparate melodies on a collision course toward a series of timpani thuds that sounded as final as a clod of dirt falling into the grave. And then there was the fake-out triumphal march near the midpoint of the final movement, announced with a deliberately jarring key shift. Some performances hold back on that first run at the finale, hinting that there’s more to come, but the BSO approached it at full blast and only pulled back slowly into the gradual run-up to the real ending. Nelsons was in his element, calling down the thunder with a wide grin on his face.”

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