My wife and I attended the Saturday night performance. The hammerschlag was struck only twice. I wonder if on Sunday afternoon Honeck decided to give it 3 blows to illustrate, over the course of a weekend, all 3 options for performance. And what a performance! Being familiar with at least 5 different interpretations of M6, two favorites being both the frenetic Lenny NYP and the more subdued Boulez VPO, Honeck's interpretation was really all its own. Remarkable. The entire orchestra rose to the occasion. Forceful, shining brass, great string playing. PSO is one of the best for sure. The way Honeck varied tempos within movements was interesting in the way it seemed entirely natural and right. This past February we heard David Robertson of the LSO (who was filling in for Boulez on short notice) conduct the Cleveland Orchestra in a performance of M5. From beginning to end the tempos were very slow and remained sluggish throughout each movement, theme, and bridge. This stretching everything out didn't work for me and it was the first time I ever wished for a Mahler symphony to come to a conclusion because I was tired and wanted to go to bed. Honeck's M6 was incredibly dramatic, but never ponderous.
Unfortunately, we were not entirely able to savor the entire performance and emotional ride the way Mahler probably intended for it to be experienced. If someone were to ask you, fellow lover of Mahler's music, if there was going to have to be a cell phone go off in the audience, what would be the absolute worst time during the entire 80 minute or so masterpiece for it to ring? Yes, you guessed it! Horror upon horror, just seconds before the final note of the 4th movement is sounded, exactly at that moment when you're holding your breath waiting for that initial blasting fortissimo note sounding the final emphatic statement of the fate theme, RING RING RING RING!!
As the audience jumped to their feet with rapturous applause I was so bloody angry I turned around to confront the perpetrator of my discontent and expressed my feelings quite clearly. Now in retrospect, the entire experience was like a lost episode of Seinfeld.