Igor Stravinsky's Violin Concerto from 1931 makes it impressively clear that dryness can be sensual, that distance can be attractive and that elegant coolness should not be confused with harsh cold. Provided that a violinist who is as familiar with all the violin literature as Frank Peter Zimmermann plays on this evening in the Isarphilharmonie with the Munich Philharmonic under the baton of conductor Dima Slobodeniuk, who stepped in for the ailing Mikko Frank. Then it flashes and tingles, then...
