Not that the season opener for the Boston Symphony Orchestra wasn't a superb night of music, but the big takeaway was...the windows. Uh-huh. The half-round clerestory windows along the top of the hall's side walls have been uncovered for the first time since World War II blackouts, cleaned off and replaced with acoustic glass. With the twilight sky thus visible, and some attractive lighting of the windows and the statues between them, the overall effect was a surprisingly meaningful opening-up of the space. Gorgeous as Symphony Hall is, with all its wonderful acoustics, the tall and narrow windowless space has sometimes felt a little bit like a mausoleum. The windows make it feel more like a temple, as it should be. For daytime performances, they'll let the sun shine in.
Oh yeah, the music. Wednesday's all-Russian concert marked James Levine's return to the podium after losing a kidney to cancer, and he looked terrific - thinner and more energetic. He still conducted from a chair, but looked happy and in his element, swiveling back and forth to an almost distracting degree as he worked. After the sprightly, at times breakneck opener - Glinka's Overture to "Ruslan and Ludmila" - he actually whipped around in a full 360-degree spin, kid-in-a-candy-store style. I think it's safe to believe that he's fully recovered.
Opening night is always a short program, so the BSO can trolley its moneyed supporters off for a lavish dinner afterward. After the overture, the orchestra brought on soloist Maija Kovalevska to sing the letter scene from Tchiakovsky's "Eugene Onegin." The Latvian soprano's lovely voice was sometimes washed out by the orchestra, at least where I was sitting. But after that performance, Levine led the band in a terrific performance of Mussorgsky's "Pictures At An Exhibition." You're not going to hear anything too challenging played for the richest (John Henry in da house!) and perhaps oldest crowd of the season. But this familiar piece sounded positively fresh under Levine's baton, from the precise, abrupt changes of tempo and mood to fine tone from the woodwinds and brass.
(A footnote: The BSO put on a thematically appropriate appetizer spread for the opening-night reception. But after extensive sampling of the Russian fare offered - Stuffed cabbage?! - I'm hoping next year's program will be Verdi.)
BSO Photo from Wednesday's performance, by Michael J. Lutch.