The dissemination of recorded music was once controlled mostly 
                  by commercial corporate giants. It continues to devolve into 
                  an ad hoc patchwork of studio recordings, self-financed 
                  productions and concert broadcasts and podcasts, licit and otherwise. 
                  It's an apt time therefore to consider the balance between documentary 
                  and commercial considerations in classical recording, as exemplified 
                  by the present Mahler Sixth. 
                    
                  Olomouc, the Czech Republic's fifth-largest city, fields a respectable, 
                  decently disciplined ensemble, on a par with the mid-level regional 
                  orchestras Stateside. There aren't conspicuous technical weaknesses 
                  of the sort veteran listeners will remember from the lower-grade 
                  orchestras that Vox, for example, used to use. The woodwinds 
                  are not distinctive tonally - and the oboe has the usual problem 
                  of sticking out in quiet passages - but they're clear and well-tuned. 
                  The Brass, separately and as a choir, are satisfyingly firm. 
                  The strings, while understaffed, blend well, without any scrappiness. 
                  If the wind instruments tend inevitably to dominate the ensemble 
                  sonority, at least it's solid and compact. The worst distraction 
                  comes with the percussion: the various cowbell episodes find 
                  the assigned player clanking them rather hysterically. 
                    
                  The Mahler Sixth is a physically taxing piece - it took time 
                  for even fine orchestras to get to grips with its demands - 
                  so the Moravian Philharmonic, in this concert recording, acquits 
                  itself plausibly. The violins can sound dry above the stave; 
                  the horns are occasionally sluggish; and the octave rise at 
                  15:29 in the first movement is unduly raucous. Only the passage 
                  after the Finale's first hammer-blow at 12:23, where the trumpets 
                  twice come unstuck from the strings' dotted figures, betrays 
                  the effects of flagging attention and endurance. In some passages, 
                  the smaller number of strings pays textural dividends. In the 
                  first movement, for example, more of the filigree around the 
                  "Alma" theme comes through than usual; the contrapuntal 
                  elements in the triumphant coda also register more clearly. 
                  
                    
                  And Petr Vronský's conducting is the sort that helps such an 
                  orchestra work through stamina problems. He takes a basically 
                  "horizontal" approach to the score - never a bad idea, 
                  given Mahler's linear, contrapuntal conceptions - adopting flowing 
                  tempi, keeping the musical lines active. The rhythms are sprightly 
                  - to the point where some of the first movement's dotted rhythms 
                  get swallowed - yet there's no shortage of harmonic weight where 
                  it's needed. He brings a nice buoyancy to the Scherzo 
                  which is played here as the third movement, following the Andante 
                  and he realizes the tricky cross-accents of the opening bars 
                  with plenty of thrust. The contrasting woodwind subject sounds 
                  natural and not too finicky; the third group brings an ominous 
                  note. The long spans of the outer movements hold together well, 
                  despite numerous passing "off" balances in the Finale. 
                  At the very end of the symphony, Vronský cuts off the trumpet 
                  chord before the pizzicato. Technically he's cheating - the 
                  chord is supposed to hold until the pizzicato - but the effect 
                  conveys the right stark finality. 
                    
                  The emphasis on motion has its occasional drawbacks. In the 
                  first movement, the little transitional woodwind chorale pushes 
                  forward both times, though Mahler instructs, Stets das gleiches 
                  Tempo; it's also louder than the indicated pianissimo, 
                  so the texture isn't airy and "open" enough. More 
                  damaging is the brisk, flowing tempo for the Andante moderato. 
                  It sounds appropriate enough at the start, but as the movement 
                  progresses, one wants more space around the notes, more time 
                  to savor the unexpected harmonic shifts. There are several such 
                  towards the end of the movement: the ethereal shift into C major 
                  at 7:48 passes virtually unacknowledged; the move to A major 
                  ten bars later registers almost by accident; even the final 
                  return to the movement's home key of E flat at 11:30 is a non-event. 
                  
                    
                  All of which brings me back to my original discussion: for whom 
                  is this recording intended? Its principal value is as a document 
                  of the orchestra - a "snapshot" of its playing at 
                  this time. The ensemble and its supporters can be justly proud 
                  of this achievement, of which this disc is a fine souvenir. 
                  Their performance would have been a blessing in the 1950s, when 
                  Mahler's music remained relatively unfamiliar; but, for that 
                  same reason, it couldn't have existed then. Now, despite its 
                  incidental felicities, it doesn't really merit a niche in the 
                  international marketplace. It was smart for the producers - 
                  ArcoDiva is a classical music production and management company 
                  favoring young Czech artists - not to go to the trouble and 
                  expense of studio sessions, but even this concert recording 
                  might better have been restricted to purely local distribution. 
                  
                    
                
Stephen Francis Vasta