An efficient enough performance of the Fauré Requiem,
if you think that will do. The trouble is, comparison with the earlier
King’s version under David Willcocks, issued in 1968, can hardly
be sidestepped, for it is one of the best-loved choral recordings
ever made.
A
certain amount of sympathy was felt for Philip Ledger when he
took over the choir in 1974 since Willcocks was perceived as
an impossible act to follow. But one’s judgement cannot be clouded
by sympathy and it is plain that King’s College Choir in 1982,
though still excellent, was not what it was. The voices have
less body, suggesting less support in their voice production;
as a consequence resort is made to some percussive consonants.
This inevitably happens when the voices themselves cannot carry
the expressive weight those concerned might wish.
If
Ledger’s interpretation conveyed any particular conviction or
authority, and if Willcocks’s were merely a demonstration of
fine technical control, this slight falling-off in choral quality
might have been amply compensated. As it is, Ledger chooses
sensible tempi, obeys Fauré’s dynamic markings and thereafter
leaves the music to tell its own tale. Since it is a masterpiece,
it succeeds in doing this. But why be content with less than
the best? I hadn’t heard the Willcocks for a good while and
I must say it had me out in goose-pimples from the beginning.
The crescendos don’t just get louder, they grow in intensity,
and Willcocks, without imposing himself on Fauré, registers
subtle changes of colouring throughout, thus achieving great
fluidity and freedom of expression against the backdrop of a
firm structural control. It would be possible to question whether
the typical Anglican choral sound is entirely right for Fauré
– I’ll come to this in a moment – but this is a masterly interpretation,
totally thought through from its own point of view.
A
little more surprisingly the 1982 recorded sound, though bearing
the distinguished names of John Willan and Neville Boyling,
has considerably less presence. The lack of impact at the opening
astonished me and I had to listen with my volume turned considerably
higher than usual. Even so, parts of the work seemed to waft
into the far distance and the backward recording of the organ
is a real liability. Fauré has the organ playing virtually throughout
the Requiem, mostly doubling the orchestra but occasionally
with a few bars on its own. I suppose it could be argued that
Fauré was providing support for the much smaller orchestra he
had at his own few performances and maybe allowing for the option
of a performance with organ only, with the result that the organ
can be allowed to recede into the background when a full orchestra
is present. But I feel he wished orchestra and organ to mingle
on equal footing, and when he asked for “anches et fonds” (reeds
and diapasons) he expected it to roar out thrillingly. The problem
with a backward organ is that when it does have something all
to itself, we don’t hear it properly. At the beginning of the
“Libera me”, for example, the soloist is accompanied by pizzicato
strings playing bare octaves. The harmonies are given to the
organ, but you have to strain you ears to hear them, while with
Willcocks they register properly. It may be too much to expect
a Cambridge organ to provide a forte sound comparable to the
fruitiest French reeds, but at least in the Willcocks recording
we can hear it is there.
Nor
do the soloists redress the balance. Arleen Augér sings as well
as one would expect; given the uninspired context it would be
idle to expect any special radiance. By 1982 Benjamin Luxon’s
voice had developed a wavery beat which is tiresome. Willcocks
has a boy soloist, Robert Chilcot, for the Pie Jesu and
coaxes him to give a performance of quite remarkable intensity
at a very slow tempo. John Carol Case had an inherently less
rich voice than Luxon but in 1968 it was still firmly placed
and free of any waver, so I am bound to prefer him. He is recorded
a little too far forward – the one slight criticism that can
be made of the entire production.
But
what is the “authentic” sound for this work? In 1976 Classics
for Pleasure reissued a performance under André Cluytens with
a large, vibrato-laden French mixed choir, starry soloists –
Victoria de los Angeles and Dietrich Fischer-Dieskau – and a
generally treacly effect. A distinguished critic described it
as “perhaps the most authentic version now available”. There
is indeed a certain public perception that French music has
to sound like this. However, at the first two performances of
the work choirboys sang the soprano part in the choruses and
a boy soloist sang the Pie Jesu. These were in 1888, when it
was hastily finished in memory of Fauré’s mother with as yet
only five movements, and in 1892, when it was complete but with
a slimmer orchestration than that eventually published in 1900.
From this point of view, then, Willcocks is entirely right.
We may wonder, though, if Fauré’s own choir at the Madeleine,
where the 1888 performance was given, did not cultivate to a
greater degree that chaste voluptuousness which is so characteristic
of his art, whether setting religious texts or erotic poems
by Verlaine. Since these recordings were made, too, there has
been a tendency to go back to the 1892 orchestration, on the
grounds that the more conventional version published in 1900
may have been wished upon the composer by the publisher. At
which point a third King’s recording, under Ledger’s successor
Nicholas Cleobury, enters the ring. Be that as it may, the Willcocks
Fauré Requiem is one of the great choral recordings and provides
an experience not easily surpassed.
However,
the Requiem occupies a little under half the disc, so if you
have a satisfactory version of it but none of the other pieces,
you may feel the modest Classics for Pleasure price is well
worth paying to acquire them. I’m afraid the tiny Fauré “Messe
basse” did nothing for me and I suspect the recording makes
it sound more pallid than it need. In this case Fauré was writing
for female choir, soloists and organ, so Ledger’s boys cannot
claim authenticity as they can in the Requiem. Indeed, this
is a case where a dose of “chaste voluptuousness” is surely
required to get the music off the ground.
If
you’ve kept the volume high during the Fauré, remember to jump
up and put it back to normal for Duruflé. In a fuller sounding
recording the choir itself makes a much better impression. While
readers of MusicWeb International are struggling to name and
explain the most prolific composer of all time, maybe Duruflé
will provide the answer for a future competition regarding the
least prolific. Yet, though he agonized for so long over every
work, the results are invariably spontaneous-sounding and natural.
These tiny motets make their mark with unobtrusive mastery.
Over
to Winchester for Poulenc and a very fine recording by Andrew
Keener and Trygg Tryggvason. If you associate Poulenc with generally
light and frothy music this will be a revelation. Spellbinding
in its exploration of choral textures, all superbly realized
here, it seemingly evokes ancient rituals to create a wholly
modern edifice. Wow!
By
the way, the Willcocks Fauré Requiem seems to be available with
its original coupling, stingy by modern standards, of the same
composer’s Pavane for orchestra alone. Strange; years ago I
bought it in Italy as part of an EMI budget series called “Red
Line” and evidently intended for strictly Southern European
consumption – the skimpy notes were in just French, Italian
and Spanish. The two Fauré works were coupled with Palestrina’s
Missa Papae Marcelli, an odd mixture but a generously filled
disc and more evidence of the high standards achieved at King’s
under Willcocks. Might EMI not issue this coupling as a GROC,
for great recordings the two major works certainly are?
Christopher
Howell