Naxos continues its series of top-notch Shostakovich symphony 
                  recordings by Vasily Petrenko and the Royal Liverpool Philharmonic 
                  with two of the composer’s most unusual works. Of the two, the 
                  Sixth has continued to gain in popularity and is performed now 
                  quite often in the major concert halls throughout the world. 
                  The Twelfth, for obvious reasons, has not shared this fate. 
                  For me, the Sixth is one of Shostakovich’s greatest purely orchestral 
                  symphonies, right up there with the Symphonies Nos. 4, 8, 10, 
                  and 15. After answering his critics and the Stalinist party 
                  apologists with this Fifth Symphony, which immediately became 
                  one his most popular works, the successor was something of an 
                  enigma — though it, too, was very well received at its premiere 
                  performance. Its first movement Largo was perhaps his most profound 
                  symphonic statement up to that time. And what did Shostakovich 
                  do? He followed it with two short movements, one witty, the 
                  other humorous and boisterous. I think he was making a powerful 
                  statement here in answering his earlier critics: “I did what 
                  you asked in the Fifth and now I’m doing it my way!” At least, 
                  that’s how I see it. Shostakovich was never anything if not 
                  ironic. The work may at first seem unbalanced, but it makes 
                  perfect sense in a Shostakovich sort of way. Petrenko here does 
                  not disappoint. He captures all the power and bleakness of the 
                  opening movement with a tempo that is slower than most. Only 
                  Jurowski (19:59) and Boult (20:02) take longer with it. He finds 
                  tempos closer to the norm in the following movements and captures 
                  all the joy and humor there. The playing of the Royal Liverpool 
                  Philharmonic is beyond reproach. I would refer you to John 
                  Quinn’s review of this disc for his discussion of some of 
                  the highlights in Petrenko’s account of this symphony. I will 
                  now turn to the other symphony on the CD. 
                  
                  Many consider the Twelfth to be Shostakovich’s weakest symphony, 
                  and I am not one to disagree with this opinion in general. Yet, 
                  I must say that Vasily Petrenko in this blistering account almost 
                  convinces me otherwise. I have listened to it several times 
                  and, though the ending is almost too bombastic to bear, Petrenko 
                  brings out all kinds of detail to make the work interesting. 
                  I compared this with Haitink’s Concertgebouw recording on a 
                  disc that also includes a powerful performance of the Sixth. 
                  Where Petrenko surpasses Haitink in the Twelfth is in his lighter 
                  approach. He beats Haitink by almost 8 minutes in overall timing, 
                  but tempos alone don’t tell the whole story. Petrenko treats 
                  the work as a symphony and leaves most of the political baggage 
                  behind. Even in the fourth movement one is drawn to many instrumental 
                  moments of real beauty, for example, the horn solo at 3:26 followed 
                  by trumpet at 3:40; the horns again at 5:13 and the rapt strings 
                  at 6:07. Maybe this is a case where the whole is not greater 
                  than or even equal to the sum of its parts, but there are some 
                  really tremendous parts in this work. If one wants to observe 
                  the October Revolution of 1917, Shostakovich’s later tone poem 
                  October would seem a better choice, as the work 
                  is under 13 minutes and captures the revolutionary spirit as 
                  well if not better than this symphony. Still, I know I will 
                  turn to Petrenko just to appreciate what he has done to make 
                  the symphony palatable. 
                  
                  As is the custom with Naxos, production values are not shortchanged 
                  either. The CD comes with a cardboard sleeve with Petrenko’s 
                  photo in full color and then the foldout insert itself has a 
                  memorable black and white photo of the composer and detailed 
                  notes by Richard Whitehouse. I won’t be tossing out my Haitink 
                  recording of these symphonies, but Petrenko’s accounts must 
                  now take pride of place. At budget price, this disc is unmissable. 
                
Leslie Wright
                see also review by John 
                  Quinn