Prokofiev’s Sixth Symphony seems to be a tough work to pull off, and it’s a credit to Andrew Litton and his team that they do it so well. The first movement, which so often fizzles at the climax, here builds inexorably to a violent but at the same time texturally transparent apotheosis. Most versions of the long central Largo (it’s longer than the first movement) expire well before the end. This one doesn’t; it’s expertly paced and well-contrasted, the bittersweet lyricism very effectively projected. The finale remains at a high voltage straight through the elegiac coda; the final pages are properly explosive.