Georges BIZET (1838-1875)
            Carmen: highlights (1875) [74:55]
          Tatiana Troyanos (mezzo) – Carmen; Plácido Domingo (tenor) - Don 
José; José van Dam (baritone) – Escamillo; Kiri Te Kanawa 
(soprano) – Micaëla; Norma Burrowes (soprano) – Frasquita; Jane Berbié (mezzo) – Mercédés; Michel Roux (baritone) – Dancaïre; Michel Sénéchal (tenor) - Remendado; Pierre Thau (bass) – Zuniga; Jacques Loreau (speaker) - Lillas Pastia
  John Alldis Choir
  Boys' Chorus from Haberdashers' Aske's School, Elstree
            London Philharmonic Orchestra/Sir Georg Solti
		  rec. Henry Wood Hall, London, July 1975. ADD
          DECCA ELOQUENCE 480 3520    [74:55]  
		
		 
		
		  Carmen, like Don Giovanni, strikes me as unusually 
            difficult to "get right". The score's musical and vocal 
            hurdles ensure that not only do you need an appropriate cast and conductor, 
            but everyone pretty much has to be on top form. So your reaction to 
            this selection from Solti's complete recording will depend on how 
            you like the singing, the conducting and even the engineering.
             
            The sessions captured Solti at the peak of his powers and popularity. 
            His conducting, at its best, etches detail with marvelous rhythmic 
            alertness: note the pillowy, full-bodied brass chords in the Prélude. 
            His pacing is unexceptionable and always grateful for the soloists. 
            Some "trademark" Solti moments - the resonant string chords 
            under Don José's "Ce baiser" in the Micaëla duet, 
            for example - come off in this transfer as overbearing. A number of 
            uncertain and even early bass pizzicati - unfortunately magnified 
            by Decca's boomy bass equalization - suggest some lack of clarity 
            in Sir Georg's beat.
             
            Kiri Te Kanawa, fresh from her previous Covent Garden and Met triumphs, 
            sings Micaëla gorgeously. Now and then, a top note betrays some strain, 
            or a low phrase will be diffuse and mouthy - the two conditions are 
            not unrelated. Most of the time, the sound is creamy and vibrant, 
            free of the breathiness that would later creep from her crossover 
            albums into her legit singing.
             
            Plácido Domingo, too, is captured at his most youthfully refulgent. 
            Oddly, he tends to push ahead between phrases of the Flower 
            Song - he keeps the pulse steady within each phrase - but 
            any discomfort doesn't show in the rolling, full-bodied sound. There 
            are moments of iffy French. The José-Micaëla duet, with these two 
            artists, is a vocal and musical high-point.
             
            Here and there, Tatiana Troyanos - replacing Shirley Verrett, who 
            sang in the Covent Garden run - offers flashes of a strongly profiled 
            Carmen. Her entrance recitative, for example, is vivid, with pointed 
            detail. The set pieces - including the Habañera that immediately 
            follows - sound comparatively generic, with the voice locked into 
            overly covered vowels. The Card Scene is particularly frustrating: 
            for all her verbal responsiveness, you simply can't understand her.
             
            José van Dam, ordinarily a tactful artist and an estimable singer, 
            blusters his way through a lot of syllables in the Toreador Song, 
            including most of the downbeats, to no apparent advantage. Unfortunately, 
            his earlier recording for Lombard (Erato) and his later one for Karajan 
            (DG) are much the same - for my taste, he simply was never a good 
            Escamillo.
             
            You can always take issue with the choices for this sort of selection. 
            Certainly, it's good to have the Quintet, performed here with winning 
            brio - the comprimarii are first-rate - and the opening choral 
            scene of Act IV makes a nice splash. Still, given Solti's knack for 
            projecting colour and texture, I might have sacrificed either or both 
            of these to have room for the three Entr'actes.
             
            Decca's souped-up late-analog mix-downs haven't always worn well in 
            the transfer to digital. The multi-channel recording remains vivid 
            in lightly scored passages and homophonic tuttis. In the 
            busier passages, however, the various musical elements all sound equally 
            close, which, combined with Sir Georg's intensity, produces aural 
            fatigue. Besides, the conductor hardly needed the help.
             
            The producers have chosen, unnecessarily, to make a break between 
            track 8 (the Flower Song) and track 9 (Carmen's "Non! Tu 
            ne m'aimes pas," which immediately follows). The billing 
            is complete almost to the point of being misleading. Zuniga's participation 
            is limited to the ensemble portions of the Toreador Song - the José-Carmen 
            argument ends on the big diminished-seventh chord before Zuniga knocks. 
            Lillas Pastia, a speaking role, is heard only in the dialogue preceding 
            Escamillo's entry; the boys' chorus appears only in the Act IV opening.
             
            If you're picking and choosing to assemble a Carmen - the 
            way people used to in 78 rpm days, when complete operas were few and 
            far between - you might want to consider this at mid-price, for Domingo 
            and Te Kanawa.
          Stephen Francis Vasta
            Stephen Francis Vasta is a New York-based conductor, coach, and 
            journalist.