This issue brings together four brilliant recordings by three different 
          orchestras and conductors. They also cover a wide time-span; the Munch 
          Bacchus et Ariane from 1952, the Ozawa Turangalila from 
          1967 and Janowski’s Roussel symphonies from 1994. All three represent, 
          in their own ways, the best standards of their eras, and it’s a heady 
          experience listening to them. Bear in mind that RCA has always had a 
          characteristic way with recorded sound, basically aiming to knock you 
          out of your seat with sheer ‘pizzazz’. This is not to everyone’s taste; 
          while you feel right inside the orchestra, there is a flat, ‘front-lit’ 
          quality to the sound that is sometimes tiring. 
        
However, there is no denying the brilliance of the sound, the orchestra 
          and the conductor in Messiaen’s huge Turangalila Symphiony, which 
          accounts for the whole 77 minutes of the first CD of the pair. When 
          the LP of the Messiaen first appeared, it created a terrific stir, and 
          was in its way an epoch-making recording, especially as this work was 
          not then the ‘pop’ it has since become. For a long time the recording 
          has been ‘nla’, but it’s great to see and hear it back again, though 
          the modern competition in this particular piece is unusually intense. 
          Chailly’s account is of the same tendency as Ozawa’s, i.e. no-holds-barred, 
          while Previn’s performance, though it’s been around a bit, is still 
          up there with the very best. The piece itself is so famously OTT that 
          there is no sense in a conductor doing anything other than go for it 
          totally, and that’s what Ozawa and the superb Toronto Symphony do, egged 
          on by the RCA engineers. I have to say I’m not ultimately a fan of the 
          piece – don’t care for Messiaen’s music greatly anyway – but if anyone 
          can sell it to me, Ozawa can. After thirty-four years, that’s some achievement. 
          Mind you, CD transfers do have their dangers, e.g. the very noisy traffic 
          in the distance behind the ending of Jardin du Sommeil d’Amour’!
        
On CD2, we have a very different composer. Albert Roussel was a contemporary 
          of Nielsen and Sibelius, among others, and like them was committed to 
          symphonic composition. We have here two of his best known works, the 
          3rd Symphony and the second suite of music from his ballet 
          Bacchus et Ariane, as well as the lesser known 4th 
          Symphony. The striking thing about both the 3rd Symphony 
          and the 4th, which follows it on the disc, is their brevity. 
          The 3rd comes in at less than 25 minutes, while the 4th 
          is barely 20, yet they both feel like large-scale works. Janowski and 
          the French Radio Philharmonic give outstanding performances, energetic, 
          stylish and intense, revelling in the bright colours and strong thematic 
          material. The 3rd Symphony would make an ideal introduction 
          to Roussel for anyone unfamiliar with his music. The first movement 
          is full of driving rhythms, while the second is the emotional heart 
          of the work, rising to a massive, impassioned climax. The contrast with 
          this and the third movement, which could easily come from the sound-track 
          for a ‘Carry On’ film (and that is not intended as an insult!), 
          is particularly marked. The finale satisfyingly completes this great 
          20th century masterpiece. The 4th Symphony is 
          perhaps not quite so immediately striking, though it possesses the same 
          qualities and is just as enjoyable.
        
CD2 is completed by Charles Munch’s fine account of Roussel’s Bacchus 
          et Ariane music. The recording is quite exceptional for its age, 
          and few adjustments (aurally or mechanically) are necessary after hearing 
          the two more recent recordings. The Boston SO is of course a world-renowned 
          body, in large part because of Munch’s work with them, and they give 
          this gorgeous music everything they’ve got. The only strange thing is 
          that the important string solo passages sound less than convincing; 
          nothing horrendous, just not terribly good, and certainly not poor enough 
          to take the edge of desirability off this outstanding compilation. 
        
        
Gwyn Parry-Jones