Before the OSM’s concert with cellist Truls Mørk this week, I’d been travelling. For my health, ruined months ago by a currywurst-stuffed bun at 35,000 feet, and that’s why the last concert I heard was the L.A. Philharmonic’s gleeful performance of Frank Zappa’s 200 Motels, which didn’t deserve such talented attention. I understand there was Zappa here, too, so at least I missed one of them, but Disney Hall’s mess and Salonen’s vigour were still in my head when I arrived for Nagano’s OSM and guests Mørk, mezzo Susan Platts, and the OSM Chamber Chorus at the Maison symphonique. These contrasts are rare and should be savoured,
like being able to keep down your lunch.