"Good God—behold completed this poor little Mass—is it
indeed? You know well, I was born for comic opera. Little science,
a little heart, that is all. So may you be blessed, and grant
me Paradise!" (Rossini, Passy, 1863)
Thus Rossini dedicated to posterity his Petite messe solennelle
- "the last", as he called it, "of my
péchés de vieillesse"; it has excited debate ever
since regarding its sincerity or otherwise as liturgical music.
Composed as a commission for the dedication of a private chapel,
Rossini was free of the Church’s interdiction upon female voices
and able to write for his favourite soloists, the sisters Carlotta
and Barbara Marchisio. Although this could have opened the door
to the operatic exuberance characteristic of Verdi’s Requiem,
Rossini in fact writes in an extraordinarily restrained and
elegant vein, avoiding all excess. The mournful mood throughout
is effected by Rossini’s preference for minor keys.
The original scoring – Rossini made an orchestral arrangement
shortly before his death to prevent the inevitable being performed
by a lesser hand – relies merely upon two pianos (the second
barely necessarily and often omitted in performance and recording
but present here), a harmonium, a small choir of eight and four
solo singers (to represent the twelve apostles). However, those
four singers – shades of Il trovatore here - need
to be absolutely superb. It is in fact a judicious admixture
of mass and cantata, reflecting the composer’s awareness of
his mortality and his hopes for salvation. It is in a style
that touchingly suggests he saw little point at this late stage
in his life in trying to re-invent himself and totally shake
off the musical idiom that had served him so well in the past,
hence the piquant combination of the buoyant and the sombre.
The opening movement establishes a somewhat eerie mood which
prefigures the emotional ambivalence the listener experiences
throughout this peculiar composition. A jaunty, jumpy demonic
little figure on the piano in A minor is joined by a stuttering
commentary by the harmonium and then the choir intone a rising
plea. All is anxious trepidation until suddenly, just a minute
twenty seconds in, we modulate to a comforting E major. Hope
is rekindled and we settle on C major before the choir embarks
upon a serene four-part supplication in sixteenth century polyphonic
style, only for the whole sequence to resume with renewed anxiety.
In a sense, therefore, the Kyrie is a microcosm of all
the incongruities in this fascinating music.
Scimone is a Rossini specialist and is here working with a team
of first class opera singers, all of whom are themselves experienced
Rossinians, so performing in the right idiom was never going
to be a problem. He takes a faster, leaner approach than any
other recording I know but I do not mean that as a criticism.
He brings the kind of nervy tension one would expect to a composition
about which the composer himself was unable to decide, famously
punning in French that he didn’t know whether he had written
sacred or damned music [la musique sacrée or la sacrée
musique].
The choir, too, are highly accomplished although they are unnecessarily
harried and hustled by Scimone’s exceptionally sprightly tempo
in the Cum sancto spirito which is in danger of mistaking
speed for excitement and sacrifices expressive phrasing to supposed
tension. This section might well be marked “alla breve” but
at some points it risks disintegrating into a scramble and intonation
goes awry, even in so expert a group as the Ambrosians. The
clumsiness here might also be the result of Scimone having opted
to use a considerably bigger choir than Rossini stipulated and
they are singing in a fairly resonant acoustic. Nonetheless,
most of the time they are, as you would expect, very expert
and pointed, bringing bounce and lift to their singing.
Apart from the quality and professionalism of this performance,
another bonus is that it avoids the disastrous flaw in the competitive
recording on Decca, conducted by Gandolfi, which goes horribly
flat in the Sanctus. You would never have thought that
in a commercial recording that could have gone unnoticed by
the producer’s or conductor’s ear, but it did; Gandolfi’s choir
are pulled down a semitone from C to B by Raimondi mis-pitching
his entrance. No such occurrence here, thankfully. That Decca
set is the obvious alternative to this one by Scimone if you
want the original scoring, otherwise the recording of the orchestrated
version by Chailly, also on Decca, provides an attractive alternative.
Apart from the pitch problem - which should never really have
been an issue in any case - and the slight loss of poise in
the Cum sancto spirito, any perceived advantage that
this reissue may have over the competition will depend mainly
upon your preference in soloists and choir, and whether you
like the livelier direction Scimone gives the piece. All the
solo voices here are intrinsically lovely, although Carreras
is rather strenuous in the minor and major sixth leaps of the
Domine Deus and lunges at his high A on Gloria tua.
Pavarotti is more nuanced in terms of dynamics and shading.
On the other hand, Carreras has that peculiar plangency of tone
compared with Pavarotti’s harder voice. Both mezzos are superb,
although I have a special affection for Zimmerman’s rich timbre
with its flickering vibrato. It is particularly welcome that
the mezzo-soprano should possess such a fine voice as Rossini
clearly lavished care upon his writing for her, giving her the
last, not entirely convincing, word in the Agnus Dei,
in which the minor-key gremlins haunt us right to the end. Zimmerman
sings most eloquently here, her voice caressing the gloomy grandeur
of the music. Freni and Ricciarelli both have beautiful, instantly
recognisable, voices and are not dissimilar in approach; both
blend affectingly with their mezzo partners. Ricciarelli is
marginally more expressive but is not as steady: there is a
slight, incipient wobble on longer, louder notes. Her artistry
is especially in evidence in the post-Communion hymn O salutaris
hostia, which calls on her ability to float a phrase.
The only clear superiority in Scimone’s version lies in
Samuel Ramey’s clean, incisive bass which is preferable to Raimondi’s
lugubrious sliding. However, Raimondi has his chance to shine
on the Scimone disc as he is the principal artist in the welcome
bonus track of the famous Preghiera from Mosé in Egitto
- an apt pairing with the mass.
Craig Sheppard’s piano solo in the Prélude religieux
is very elegantly played; its clear homage to the Baroque keyboard
reminds us how retrospective is much of Rossini’s style here;
this is the work of an old man acknowledging his debt to predecessors
such as Palestrina, Bach and Haydn.
Richard Osborne’s notes are full and informative, although there
is no libretto, which is irritating. Nor are here enough cues:
only two on the first disc, despite the Gloria being
over thirty-two minutes long, making it impossible to find any
of its many discrete sections. Similarly, the Credo,
at sixteen minutes, also needs them. The sound is a little muddy
and recessed compared with the Decca disc but not a barrier
to the listener’s pleasure.
According to their website Newton Classics is a Dutch-based
label, founded in 2009. “Its vision is to return old friends
to the classical music lover, and these friends are all fantastic
recordings being sourced from the vaults of major record labels.”
This disc was originally on Philips/Universal and certainly
hasn’t been available for a considerable length of time so this
reissue is very welcome. It’s a pity that their house style,
on the evidence of the issues so far, evinces a propensity for
rather garish packaging with lots of screaming scarlet.
Ralph Moore