Aieeeeee! One has to say that this disc will not be 
          to everyone’s taste; indeed, much as I love the sound of the tenor voice, 
          I cannot stand more than two tracks of this particular variety of it 
          at a time. That being a given, this ambitious solo debut recital must 
          be about as exciting a recording as any opera lover could imagine. Rossini 
          tenors are very thin on the ground at present, with only Bruce Ford 
          springing to mind as a singer whose high C does not make one wince, 
          so it is especially remarkable to be able to witness the emergence of 
          this young Peruvian, who, to put it simply, has it all. He is that very 
          rare bird, a tenor who not only makes all the notes but does so with 
          power to spare, and who sings not only with fluency but with shapely 
          phrasing and expression; just as a bonus, he is an extremely graceful 
          stage actor and very handsome. 
        
 
        
This all–Rossini recital is, in itself, a daring concept, 
          since much of the music is, for obvious reasons, not a central part 
          of the repertoire, so it is laudable that Flórez chose to make 
          this his calling card rather than a collection of lollipops. The selection 
          of arias is also very well placed; it was a stroke of genius to begin 
          with Idreno’s Act 1 aria from Semiramide, since the very first 
          line here, ‘Ah, dov’è, dov’è il cimento’ allows Flórez 
          to display at once a tenderness in the phrasing, a mastery of tone colour, 
          which much of the rest of the music only encourages in short passages; 
          the way in which he caresses the word ‘dov’è,’ and the subtle 
          variations he brings to its enunciation, would be enough to mark him 
          out as a singer of rare gifts – and we are still on the first line. 
          The rest of the aria is brilliantly sung, high notes tossed off with 
          real bravura, but it is almost as nothing compared to the real gems 
          of the disc, ‘Concedi, amor pietoso’ from L’Italiana in Algeri, 
          and ‘Cessa di piŭ resistere,’ the often – omitted Act 2 aria from 
          ‘Il barbiere di Siviglia.’  
        
 
        
‘Concedi, amor pietoso’ is not the most dazzlingly 
          showy extract on the disc, but it is nevertheless a superb vehicle for 
          this singer’s gifts; it demands exceptional clarity of articulation, 
          consummate breath control and a sense of tender awe which must always 
          avoid mawkishness; Flórez achieves all this and more, his singing 
          of ‘Voce che tenera mi parli al core’ simply taking one’s breath away 
          with its mellifluousness and complete accuracy. That last term is the 
          real key to his special quality; tenderness, fluency, dazzling showmanship 
          and ability to reach spectacular high notes are all very well but they 
          don’t have much real impact unless the purely musical values are also 
          sound, and with this singer, they are just that. ‘Cessa di piŭ 
          resistere’ demonstrates this triumphantly; he delivers the taxing coloratura 
          not only with verve and with a wonderful ringing quality in the sound, 
          but also with complete accuracy, with nothing skimped, glossed over, 
          aspirated or ducked – every note is there, placed with total security 
          and glowing, pin-point precision. There is nothing dry about this singing, 
          however, and the dramatic qualities of the voice are heard to even more 
          advantage in his collaboration with the chorus in the aria from Zelmira, 
          where the singing unites passion, tenderness and agility to a remarkable 
          degree. 
        
 
        
A disc composed entirely of Rossini arias, only two 
          of them well known, is not of automatic appeal to many opera-lovers, 
          but this one is something special, since it introduces a young singer 
          who, in John Steane’s words, achieves ‘the union of scrupulous means 
          and brilliantly effective ends.’ The Orchestra Sinfonica di Milano, 
          its associated chorus and Chailly all give him the most musical, sympathetic 
          and lively support imaginable; this is a recording to treasure. 
        
 
        
        
Melanie Eskenazi