This is about as good as it gets when it comes to a 
          line-up of a cast for Carmen, even a Spanish-ish conductor and 
          he gets a good head of steam going in the prelude with later delightful 
          solo orchestral entr’actes to give the fine orchestra a chance to parade 
          their fine principal players. As Carmen, Bumbry is (was) amazing, sexy, 
          seductive, human, vicious, tempestuous - mind you by the end of the 
          opera and with the likes of that wet blanket Don Jose around her it’s 
          no wonder that she goes through the whole kaleidoscope of human emotion. 
          Bumbry does not have that chest voice you love to hate when Callas is 
          in full cry, the voice is much more beautiful, and she does not really 
          manage the quick notes in the Gypsy Song. However she and de Burgos 
          whip it all up into a fantastic fury, castanets purring along like demented 
          woodpeckers. 
        
 
        
I’ve never been a huge fan of Jon Vickers, it all sounds 
          such a huge effort, but his duet with the deliciously creamy Freni as 
          Michaela (whose third act aria is beautiful) is really special, and 
          the end of the so-called Flower Song with its sublimely floated top 
          B flat (Bizet marks the climb up there with a diminuendo) instead of 
          the more common scream, is a credit to this great tenor. 
        
 
        
Paskalis as the Toreador has all the vocal virility 
          required for the part from his first entry, and you believe in him, 
          a credit to his fabulous diction too. This Carmen was recorded 
          about the time I encountered him (1971/72) when he came to us at Glyndebourne 
          to sing Macbeth in Verdi’s opera, and a fine singer he was, with tremendous 
          stage presence. The three ‘L’amour’s at the end of the Toreador’s song 
          culminating in Bumbry’s contribution which sounds as if she could have 
          this bullfighter in a paella without it touching the sides, is a brilliant 
          coup de théâtre. In the card trio Lublin and Cortez 
          characterise their roles to the full, getting their pennyworth in before 
          Bumbry completely overshadows them with her aria culminating in those 
          wonderful death-laden cries of "La mort". Not much of the 
          chorus’s music is featured here. The boy soldiers have (and seize) their 
          Act I moment, the rest (not the best music from this wonderful opera) 
          is the scene-setting opening of Act IV outside the bullring, then, after 
          Carmen’s death scene (with no scream here though). There is a gripping 
          build-up from the spiteful rejection by Carmen of the ever-growing, 
          desperately pleading Jose. Compulsive listening as the venom flies between 
          them, but great though all the singers are, for my money, the orchestra 
          shines as much as they do (listen to those unforgettable saxophone-like 
          sounds of the literally French horns complete wide vibrato in 
          Freni’s aria). This is one of de Burgos’s best performances, excelling 
          even the likes of Karajan and Georges Prêtre. 
        
 
        
I’m not very keen on bleeding chunks of operatic excerpts 
          (and EMI do others in this "encore" series such as Mozart’s 
          Magic Flute and Marriage of Figaro, Verdi’s Aida and 
          Traviata, and Rossini’s Barber of Seville), but this Carmen 
          is an exception. If you haven’t got, and don't want to buy, the whole 
          opera, this will more than suffice. 
        
 
         
        
Christopher Fifield