Mikhail Pletnev may have taken the subtitle of Tchaikovsky’s 
                  First Symphony – Winter Daydreams – a little too seriously. 
                  His recording of the work is all about reveries and casual asides, 
                  with very little in the way of convincing symphonic argument. 
                  It is a tricky balance to get right, but Tchaikovsky offers 
                  plenty of substance and drama in this score to balance the more 
                  atmospheric passages. Time and again, Pletnev emphasises the 
                  latter, even through what would otherwise be stirring melodies 
                  and key thematic arguments.
                   
                  As ever, the Russian National Orchestra are on top form, as 
                  are the engineers from Pentatone, so Pletnev's daydreams 
                  are painted in clear, translucent colours with as much detail 
                  as you could hope for. The quiet opening, for example, a flute 
                  solo over tremolo strings, draws the listener straight into 
                  the music. The richness and warmth of the string and woodwind 
                  sound is a real strength of this orchestra, making its tone 
                  ideal for Tchaikovsky.
                   
                  Even from the very start the tempos are on the slow side, and 
                  while Pletnev does raise the temperature a bit for the main 
                  theme, it's not enough. More serious though, is the lack 
                  of accentuation in the tuttis. Without that agogic framework, 
                  the music just flows from one theme to another. It's 
                  all very pleasant, especially with orchestral playing of this 
                  calibre, but it rarely seems symphonic.
                   
                  The middle movements are similar. Unlike the first movement, 
                  the pacing here is more conventional, but Pletnev plays both 
                  for their atmospheric qualities. Surprisingly, there is enough 
                  atmosphere in the scherzo for it to function on this level, 
                  but it is not enough to make up for the distinct lack of drama 
                  and drive.
                   
                  Fortunately things improve in the Finale. After a few minutes 
                  of 'Andante lugubre' introduction, as flowing 
                  and atmospheric as anything we have yet heard, Pletnev picks 
                  up the pace in the long accelerando that leads into the main 
                  theme. Then, suddenly, we are into a proper Tchaikovsky finale, 
                  with lots of percussion and brass punching out the rhythms. 
                  The balance in the mix gives just the right prominence to the 
                  bass drum and double basses here, so that when they kick in 
                  you really know about it. The timpani sounds curiously distant, 
                  although I'm listening in SACD stereo and it might sound 
                  better placed in the surround mix. Sadly, the energy dissipates 
                  again before the end is reached. The coda lacks the drive that 
                  the movement needs to finish decisively. This is partly the 
                  composer's fault, as a lot of the music in these last 
                  few pages is conventional to a fault. It need not drag though, 
                  at least not like this.
                   
                  March Slave is the filler, or rather the coupling, 
                  at 55 minutes you couldn't exactly call this disc full. 
                  This piece also runs the risk of sounding underpowered, especially 
                  as it shares its theme with the much more richly scored 1812 
                  Overture. Pletnev is however able to make it work. This 
                  too is a reserved reading, but not fatally so, and the variety 
                  and ingenuity in Tchaikovsky's orchestration give the 
                  RNO plenty of chances to shine.
                   
                  Technically, this disc is beyond reproach, both in terms of 
                  the orchestral playing and the sound quality. The interpretation 
                  isn't to my taste, though others may disagree. It is 
                  certainly the case that Tchaikovsky's early symphonies 
                  don't play themselves. Difficult interpretive decisions 
                  must be made to reconcile their often contradictory demands. 
                  Previous recordings in this series have found Pletnev in complete 
                  artistic symbiosis with Tchaikovsky's scores. This time 
                  round he makes some radical decisions about tempos and accents, 
                  namely to play down both. The results don't really justify 
                  the risk.
                   
                  Gavin Dixon