Iván Fischer and his Budapest Festival Orchestra aren’t having any of it. In place of autumnal melancholy there is full-blown, unmitigated tragedy that cuts to the bone. This reading’s incontestable immediacy is what made me take little sips, rather than downing the whole at a sitting. Encountering a long-familiar artwork revealed in such bold originality and nakedness can be unsettling.
![Fischer pulls out tragic stops in Brahms Fourth](/media/images/Brahms4-kicsi_BRm9NSl.2e16d0ba.fill-1024x500.jpg)