The Brahms Requiem divides opinion in the Quinn household. 
                  I love the piece though, if pressed, I would admit that Brahms 
                  might, with profit, have trimmed one of two of his fugues! Mrs 
                  Quinn, on the other hand, finds it a dull and excessively long 
                  piece. I dare not let her listen to this performance since I 
                  fear it would reinforce all her prejudices. Indeed, this is 
                  a version that tests even my loyalty to the work! 
                  
                  Sergiu Celibidache’s many admirers often praise his original 
                  approach to well-tried works and also his quest for sheer beauty 
                  of sound and phrasing and I’m sure they are right so to do. 
                  Unfortunately, I have to say that I find his approach to this 
                  particular work is totally misconceived. In trying for expressiveness 
                  he goes far too far and frequently pulls the music much further 
                  than it can take. Perhaps it wouldn’t be so bad if he were served 
                  by better performers but while the orchestra is good the choir 
                  is no better than adequate. The sopranos in particular suffer 
                  from a tendency to swoop towards notes – especially in the first 
                  and last movements – and sometimes the pitching is what a distinguished 
                  singer of my acquaintance would call “democratic”. 
                  
                  The first movement suffers from the conductor’s wish to invest 
                  every phrase with “meaning”. Frankly, I found listening to it 
                  a trial. Matters improve a bit in the second movement – the 
                  section beginning ‘So seid nun geduldig, liebe Brüder’ is delicately 
                  played and sung, the music invested with a pleasing lightness, 
                  though the pitching sounds imperfect at the end of this section. 
                  On the other hand, earlier in the same movement, it sounds to 
                  me as if the choir’s phrasing at ‘und alle Herrlichkeit des 
                  Menschen’ is chopped up at the expense of the line. 
                  
                  Hermann Prey sings well in the third movement, though I think 
                  Celibidache’s tempo is a bit too slow – he’s better at ‘Ach, 
                  wie gar nichts’. The choir, especially the tenors, impress with 
                  their fervour at ‘Nun Herr, wes soll ich mich trösten?’ But 
                  then the conductor undoes that good work with an impossibly 
                  elongated tempo at that radiant passage ‘Ich hoffe auf Dich’ 
                  – you wonder if the choir will ever manage to get to the top 
                  of the phrase. Prey’s other appearance is in the sixth movement. 
                  He does his best but at Celibidache’s turgid tempo there’s no 
                  sense of drama: none, that is, until we get to ‘Denn es wird 
                  die Posaune schallen’, which is fiery and exciting throughout 
                  that whole stretch of music. It’s just a pity that the recorded 
                  sound recedes into murkiness at this point. 
                  
                  The other soloist is the wonderful Agnes Giebel. One can only 
                  admire her breath control in ‘Ihr habt nun Traurigkeit’. She 
                  must have been taxed by the slow pace but she maintains the 
                  line and a lovely tone. 
                  
                  It may help readers to get a feel for the pacing of this performance 
                  if I indicate comparative timings for a couple of the movements 
                  against those in Otto Klemperer’s famous EMI recording. Celibidache 
                  takes 11:32 for the first movement against Klemperer’s 9:56. 
                  Again, in the fifth movement Celibidache requires 8:04 but Klemperer 
                  takes only 6:51. Klemperer’s timing for the final movement is 
                  a ‘mere’ 10:13 while Celibidache drags the music out to 13:14. 
                  With these variances it’s little surprise to find that the total 
                  length of the Klemperer performance is 69:16, compared with 
                  Celibidache’s 75:49, yet I feel no lack of space or unseemly 
                  haste in Klemperer’s noble reading. 
                  
                  I don’t think I need go on. There are parts of this work where 
                  I admire Celibidache’s approach but, sadly, these are more than 
                  outweighed by misconceived or, frankly, perverse interpretative 
                  decisions. The recorded sound is not very good and, in all honesty, 
                  I think this is an historic performance that should have been 
                  left in the vaults. The documentation is woefully inadequate. 
                  
                  
                  Admirers of this conductor may well wish to investigate this 
                  performance though they may feel it does little for his reputation. 
                  For myself, life is too short for me to wish to spend time hearing 
                  it again. 
                  
                  John Quinn
                
Masterwork Index: Brahms 
                  requiem