Gustav MAHLER (1860-1911)
Symphony No. 2 in C minor ‘Resurrection’ (1888-1894)
Anja Harteros (soprano)
Bernarda Fink (alto)
Chor und Symphonieorchester des Bayerischen Rundfunks/Mariss Jansons
rec. live, 13 &15 May 2011, Philharmonie im Gasteig, Munich
Reviewed as a 16-bit press download
Pdf booklet does not include sung texts
BR KLASSIK 900167
[2CDs: 80:52]
Mariss Jansons has never been my first choice in Mahler, whether performed
with the Concertgebouw or the Bavarian Radio Symphony. (He has a habit of
recording rep with one, and then reprising it with the other.) Recently, I
compared his RCO and BRSO versions of the
Mahler Fifth,
and while they’re not bad performances, neither comes anywhere
near the best in the catalogue. To me, much of what he conducts is, at
best, unremarkable, and, at worst, fatally fastidious. As it happens, his
new
Bruckner Eighth,
at once underwhelming and overdriven, encapsulates much of what I dislike
about his music-making. But there are exceptions, notably his 2016
Concertgebouw
Mahler Seventh.
It reveals a rare geniality, a spontaneity and wit, that really took me
by surprise. The playing and sound are superb, too.
As for the ‘Resurrection’, the competition is formidable. In the
vanguard must be: the venerable Bruno Walter (CBS-Sony); Otto Klemperer and
the Philharmonia (EMI-Warner,
revitalised in its remastered form)1; Leonard Bernstein (I much prefer his
CBS-Sony performance with the LSO to his NYP remake for DG); Rafael Kubelík
and the BRSO (DG, Audite); James Levine and the Wiener Philharmoniker, live
at the Salzburg Festival in 1989 (Orfeo); and Michael Gielen in Baden-Baden (now included in a splendid box from
SWR Music). Recommendable among the more recent crop are: Simone
Young in Hamburg (Oehms); Jonathan Nott in Bamberg (Tudor); and Gianandrea Noseda in Turin, captured on vintage analogue
equipment (Fonè). Of the various videos, Riccardo Chailly’s 2011 Leipzig one is
simply outstanding (Accentus). (And no, I’ve not forgotten Claudio Abbado, but I feel he was never at
his considerable best in this work.)
Jansons is no stranger to this symphony, which he first recorded
with the Oslo Philharmonic in 1990 (Chandos.net). Despite some perverse phrasing, odd speeds and sudden changes of gear,
it’s packed with incident and fired with a palpable sense of drama. The
Oslo choir and two soloists, the soprano Dame Felicity Lott and contralto
Julia Hamari, are good, too. The recording, although decent, gets a little
coarse and overbearing in the climaxes. (As his celebrated Tchaikovsky set
shows, Jansons’ Norwegian years were auspicious indeed.) I also quite liked
his live Amsterdam video, taped in 2009 and released as part of a
double-centenary box from
RCO Live.
It was subsequently issued on SACD as RCO10002.
So, what of this new Munich version, recorded in 2011? The ‘Resurrection’
is one of those works in which the first bars are a sure sign of how the
rest will go. If that’s the case, then Jansons’ curiously constrained
opening gambit – devoid of all tension – spells trouble. Indeed, Mahler’s
distinctive landscape is stripped of all its distinguishing features. Where
is the gripping dialectic, the emotional crags and valleys that make this
such an eventful journey? Good playing, welcome though it is, doesn’t begin
to compensate for such a barren plain. As for the recording, it’s not as
impressive as some from this source, as the recent Haitink
Bruckner Sixth
and Yannick Nézet-Séguin
Mahler First
so amply demonstrate. Both figured high among my Recordings of the Year.
Alas, Jansons’ second movement is little better. It’s all so tidy, with
nothing out of place, yet it displays none of the charm or intuitive
rhythmic control that makes that Concertgebouw Seventh such a delightful
and rewarding listen. True, the third movement generates some much-needed
energy and interest, but without a discernible sense of the symphony’s
overarching structure those big, thrilling flourishes lack genuine – as
opposed to ersatz – punch, or a true sense. That’s not only frustrating,
it’s also fatal to this reading as a whole. As for Urlicht – not a
highlight in Oslo, either – the genteel, soft-grained Bernarda Fink
(Jansons’ soprano in Amsterdam) is much too distant for my taste. Also, the
conductor’s irritating propensity for expressive overload does her no
favours here.
Even at this stage, I longed for a late rally, but despite some seismic
events – those fearsome timp crescendi in particular – this
performance is mired in the key of mediocrity. The soloists are still too
far back, which just undermines any sense of excitement at the approaching
apotheosis. As if that weren’t dispiriting enough, the chorus don’t sound
terribly transported, either. I’m rarely dry-eyed after that magnificent,
transfiguring finale, but Jansons’ disappointing sign-off left me utterly
unmoved. That said, I’m grateful the Bavarian engineer doesn’t yank these
great choral/orchestral climaxes about as mercilessly as his Oslo
counterpart does. Some consolation, I suppose, but it doesn’t amount to
much in such a sorry context.
Inexplicably and irretrievably dull; avoid.
1 Mid-price single-CD release Warner
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Dan Morgan