In the Adagio, the soloist's decorations encircled orchestral chorales as a mist might embrace a landscape; mid-movement, we were immersed in mysterious nighttime while Bartok's electrifying finale fused fire, frolic and fugue.
An exquisitely nuanced encore, a posthumous C sharp minor Nocturne by Chopin, offered further nocturnal ambience.
Shostakovich's Eleventh Symphony, nominally about the failed Russian Revolution of 1905, was probably a veiled commentary on the disastrous Hungarian uprising of 1956.
Speaking from the podium, Stier made cinematic allusions, extremely apt for a score penned in symphonic Panavision.
Shostakovich takes his time and compels us to join him. The opening movement chilled, with unsettling string premonitions and ghostly fanfares; in between the spectacular anger of its two fast movements, a human heart could be heard in an Adagio, the violas carrying its noble melody with appropriate dignity.
Stier had told us that the world must strive for peace and, when the symphony ended with almost 30 seconds of lingering percussion resonance, it seemed that a heartfelt plea had been made again.
What: Auckland Philharmonia Orchestra
Where & When: Auckland Town Hall, Thursday