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No other international tour since has included more concerts or a wider variety of programming. Consistently welcomed and cheered by capacity audiences, the Orchestra received overwhelmingly favorable critical response.

Upon their return to Chicago, the musicians were welcomed as heroes with a tickertape parade down State and LaSalle streets on October 14, London Records released the recording in October Here is a version from Solti which far more clearly than any previous one conveys the feeling of a great occasion.

Andante comodo. Track Listing - Disc 9. Allegro assai. Sehr trotzig. Track Listing - Disc Genre Classical. Styles Symphony. Symphony No. Wie ein Naturlaut Gustav Mahler. Feierlich und gemessen, ohne zu schleppen Gustav Mahler. Allegro maestoso Gustav Mahler.

Andante moderato Gustav Mahler. In ruhig fliessender Bewegung Gustav Mahler. Sehr feierlich, aber schlicht Gustav Mahler. In Tempo des Scherzo Gustav Mahler. Ohne Hast Gustav Mahler. Misterioso Gustav Mahler. Lustig im Tempo und keck im Ausdruck Gustav Mahler. Empfunden Gustav Mahler. Nicht eilen Gustav Mahler. Ruhevoll Gustav Mahler. Sehr behaglich Gustav Mahler. Trauermarsch Gustav Mahler. Adagietto: Sehr langsam Gustav Mahler.

Rondo-Finale: Allegro Gustav Mahler. Allegro energico, ma non troppo Gustav Mahler. Scherzo: Wuchtig Gustav Mahler. Andante Gustav Mahler. After which, the playing of the slow movement really is a glimpse of musical heaven on earth, the string-playing glowing like old gold.

Sinopoli made a studio recording of the Fourth with the Philharmonia in the early s. The Dresden reading is essentially unchanged but its realisation is in a different league. The start may seem unduly brisk but a series of exquisitely shaped transitions take us into calmer waters and a succession of ever more enchanted landscapes where the performance reveals its essentially introspective side.

Some might think it too introspective in those espressivo interludes where the pulse marginally hangs fire. Lorin Maazel takes a similar tempo in his celebrated recording with the Vienna Philharmonic Sony.

Not that straight comparisons are really in order here. Orchestrally, this is archive gold. It is also a happy reminder of a conductor whose prodigious intellect and idiosyncratic ways could never entirely mask the fact that he was a good man and a wonderful musician. Rattle has done his fair share of this. Like most latter-day conductors, Rattle tends to underplay the march element in the first movement. Mahler in his piano roll, Walter, and Haitink in his superb Concertgebouw recording all preserve this.

Some may find the approach too dry-eyed in the long-drawn string threnody at fig 2. But an excess of feeling can damage both opening movements the second is a mirror of the first if the larger rhythm is obscured. The frenzied B flat minor Trio is particularly well judged. The second movement is superb the diminished horn contribution notwithstanding and none but the most determined sceptic could fail to thrill to the sense of adventure and well-being Rattle and his players bring to the Scherzo and finale, even if Barbirolli studio and Bernstein live both reach the finishing line in rather more eloquent and orderly fashion than this talented but still occasionally fragile-sounding Berlin ensemble.

As a memento, the CD is a triumph of organisation and despatch. Indeed, it can safely be ranked among the half dozen or so finest performances on record. Some readers may have problems with one or two of his sturdier tempi.

But against all this, one must weigh a unity and strength of purpose, an entirely idiomatic response to instrumental colour and texture the dark, craggy hues of the first two movements are especially striking ; and most important of all that very special Barbirollian radiance, humanity — call it what you will. One point of interest for collectors — on the original LP, among minor orchestral mishaps in the Scherzo , were four bars of missing horn obbligato at nine bars before fig Not any more!

The original solo horn player, Nicholas Busch, has returned to the scene of this momentary aberration Watford Town Hall and the absent bars have been ingeniously reinstated. Bernstein's tempo for the funeral march in the first movement of Mahler's Fifth Symphony has become slower in the 23 years that separate his New York CBS recording from this new one, made during a performance in Frankfurt a year ago.

I think the faster tempo is nearer to Mahler's intention, but I much prefer the later interpretation as a whole. The strings only passage at fig. And there is one marvellously exciting moment — the right gleam of trumpet tone, the Hohe-punkt, at one bar before fig. Best of all is Bernstein himself, here at his exciting best, giving daemonic edge to the music where it is appropriate and building the symphony inexorably to its final triumph.

Thanks to a very clear and well-balanced recording, every subtlety of scoring, especially some of the lower strings' counterpoint, comes through as the conductor intended. As in the case of Sinopoli's underrated recording of this symphony also DG , one is made aware of the daring novelty of much of the orchestration, of how advanced it must have sounded in the early years of this century. But whereas with Sinopoli this emphasis was achieved at the expense of some expressive warmth, that is far from the case with Bernstein.

We get the structure, the sound and the emotion. The Adagietto is not dragged out, and the scrupulous attention to Mahler's dynamics allows the silken sound of the Vienna strings to be heard to captivating advantage, with the harp well recorded too. It seems to me that Bernstein is strongest in Mahler when the work itself is one of the more optimistic symphonies with less temptation for him to add a few degrees more of angst.

His Seventh and Fifth are great interpretations whereas I would be reluctant to include his Ninth among the really memorable accounts. It helps that the band is the Lucerne Festival Orchestra, that most exalted of all ad hoc ensembles, rather than the Gustav Mahler Jugendorchester.

It does make a difference in Lucerne to have a raft of seasoned players joining the core contingent from the Mahler Chamber Orchestra. If this strikes some readers as a gimmick I can only say that I welcome it as a natural use of the new medium.

His Fifth has always displayed a tad less inner intensity than some of the great readings of the past but with compensating elegance and grace. Once again the famous Adagietto steals in with a magic inevitability that few have matched. The raw excitement he engenders may seem beside the point. This Sixth is dark, sometimes impenetrable, an impression offset only by a raft of sublime pianissimos.

Elsewhere Gergiev drives the argument forward with the kind of sullen, monolithic power he applies to Shostakovich at his most barren. The exposition repeat is taken. The serene Andante moderato , placed second as is now the fashion, is soon being harried towards a climax that blares unmercifully. Instead, a trail is blazed for a visceral, even thuggish brand of music-making. Yes, these sounds thrilled many in the hall but would you want to revisit them at home?

At mid-price you can afford to find out. The enthusiastic applause has been removed. Now, with the music repositioned on the sunny side of the Alps and seen through the prism of the Second Viennese School, an effortless, sometimes breathtaking transparency prevails. This may not be a Sixth for all seasons and all moods — the Berliners rarely play with the full weight of sonority long thought uniquely theirs — yet I soon found reservations falling away.

Purchasers of a a single disc CD version available in some parts of the world can re-programme, of course, but technical constraints for the hybrid SACD disc, available in the UK, have led DG to opt for a pair of discs containing two movements apiece.

It must, however, be pointed out that the extra cost is borne by the manufacturer, not the consumer. Abbado does not include the third of these before the final coda but the hard, dry brutality of his clinching fortissimo is guaranteed to take you by surprise. Tennstedt exposes every nerve-ending of the piece from start to finish. Trenchancy is there with a vengeance from the word go — big-boned and punchy with snappy trombone accents.

True, the over-the-barricades manner precludes much in the way of subtlety but it does hold in tight unity a score that can sprawl into incoherence. Much is paced a notch faster than usual, though not the introduction which is spacious and strong.

The playing is consistently assured; the sound powerfully immediate. The reading has a monolithic drive that is nothing if not distinctive. The critics will be as divided over its merits as they were following the live performance. Even where Abbado underplays the drama of the moment, a sufficient sense of urgency is sustained by a combination of well-judged tempi, marvellously graduated dynamics and precisely balanced, ceaselessly changing textures.

This is a piece Abbado continues to champion in concert with performances at the very highest level. We are often assured that great conductors of an earlier generation interpreted Mahler from within the Austrian tradition, encoding a sense of nostalgia, decay and incipient tragedy as distinct from the in-your-face calamities and neuroses proposed by Leonard Bernstein.

Well, this is one Bernstein recording that should convince all but the most determined sceptics. The white-hot communicative power is most obvious in the finale, which has never sounded more convincing than it does here; the only mildly questionable aspect of the reading is the second Nachtmusik , too languid for some. The transfer is satisfactory, albeit dimmer than one might have hoped.

But what we lost in breadth and magnitude the acoustic was much drier then we gained in an all-enveloping and electrifying immediacy. And so, with the biggest upbeat in music and from days when the Festival Hall organ was complete! It was almost as if Tennstedt was striving to compensate for the constrictive sound of the hall by building the spatial perspective into his reading.

Tennstedt is one of the few conductors in my experience to almost convince me that impetus has nothing to do with speed. And, of course, though there is no ritardando marked in the momentous bars leading to the point of recapitulation, Tennstedt who was nothing if not a traditionalist is having none of it — the heavens duly open but in the certain knowledge that they will do so again, only bigger, with the Chorus Mysticus.

Part 2 begins with a poco adagio which, thanks to the kind of high-intensity string-playing only Tennstedt could elicit from the LPO, tugs at the emotional fabric of the music as few dared to do.

But as the Mater Gloriosa duly floats into view the lovely Susan Bullock and the force of love becomes unstoppable, Tennstedt is overwhelming. In Part 2, it may be the patient Wagnerian mysticism of Tennstedt that sticks in the mind. Less inclined to delay, Solti makes the material sound more operatic. And in this context it has been quite a journey, Tilson Thomas drawing more colour and variety tonal and emotional from the score than almost any of his rivals, so with wonderful sound, superb playing and generally fine singing soprano Erin Wall is exceptional this new version rates among the top two or three.

Thrilling, euphoric, hair-raising — Rattle holds the score in a perpetual state of wonder. The immediacy of the EMI balance contributes greatly to this impression. Rarely has this symphony been shaped with such understanding and played with such selfless virtuosity as it was by Karajan and the BPO.

For this reissue the tapes have been picked over to open up the sound and do something about the early digital edginess of the strings. Karajan came late to Mahler and yet, until the release of his rather more fiercely recorded concert relay below , he seemed content to regard this earlier -studio performance as perhaps his finest achievement on disc.

The voice may not be as fresh as it was when she recorded the songs in the late s but there are few readings of comparable nobility. How much of the grand scale should be attributed to Karajan?



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