Dating from 1970 and with an almost all-American cast 
          Parnassus has resurrected one of Handel’s most intriguingly cast operas. 
          There is a semi-heroic tenor part (taken by one of the non-Americans, 
          the ever splendid Alexander Young - touching nicknamed "Basil" 
          by the producers of the set) which is in itself unusual as tenor parts 
          were generally far less centre-stage and indeed were often parcelled 
          out to older, less heroic characters. As is also often the case the 
          theatrical heat really starts to generate as soon as the curtain rises 
          on Act II and here the succession of arias, if not of the consistency 
          and melodic and expressive depth of, say, Giulio Cesare is still 
          quite powerful enough. The arias lead with cumulative force and strength 
          to one of the most remarkable scenes in Handelian opera, the tour de 
          force suicide of Bajazet, the captive Ottoman King. 
        
 
        
First things first. Recorded then in 1970, in Copenhagen, 
          and last making an appearance I believe on a four disc LP box [Peerless 
          Oryx] this will invariably come into some kind of competition with more 
          recent sets. Gardiner and the English Baroque Soloists essayed it on 
          Erato back in 1985 and Jean-Claude Malgoire with his Grande Ecurie forces 
          had beaten Gardiner to it two years earlier. So obvious competition 
          exists, should these still be in the catalogue (and other contenders 
          along with them). But don’t write off John Moriarty and his now thirty 
          years plus recording because this is a consistently well sung and splendidly 
          astute set that still glitters with imagination and insight. 
        
 
        
There are some cuts – noted in the booklet where they 
          are inset in the printed libretto – and a few arias are shorn of their 
          da capo sections. Nevertheless Moriarty conducts with splendid understanding; 
          he’s not as crisp as some might like maybe (I think he’s crisp enough 
          for me) but his authority can’t be gainsaid and neither can the way 
          in which he keeps the recitative moving, paying especial attention at 
          all times to the cadential end lines and making sure these match perfectly 
          with the vocal line. Young was one of the most sheerly impressive and 
          stylish Handelians of his or anyone’s generation; the bass Marius Rintzler 
          shines strongly in his smaller role of Leone. Two of the women’s roles 
          were originally written for castrati - no countertenors for Moriarty 
          but we do have mezzos Gwendolyn Killebrew and Sophia Steffan to set 
          the sparks flying. The Asteria is Carole Bogard and she sings with real 
          eloquence and brightness of timbre. Joanna Simon makes an excellent 
          Irene. 
        
 
        
There are numerous highlights in the opera. Though 
          the orchestral introduction is measured Moriarty draws out the woodwind 
          with aplomb. As Tamerlano, Killebrew has a strong and resonant voice; 
          it rings at the top and has a defined chest voice adding powerful presence 
          to her characterisation – her aria Vuo dar pace in Act I Scene 
          II announces singing of real presence. Steffan’s Andronicus is capable 
          of the most affecting simplicity; her plangent first Act aria Bella 
          Asteria is an example of pristine delicacy in the interests of greater 
          characterisation. Carole Bogard colours and shades her voice with sensitivity 
          in S’ei non mi vuol amar and there is a directness that I find 
          immensely appealing about her singing here and elsewhere. Young’s assumption 
          of the captive King occasions a treasurable example of his versatility 
          as a singing actor; he manages to exude all the wounded pride in the 
          world with his elegant insouciance in Cielo e terra armi di sdegno. 
          The succession of Act II arias represents the heart of the opera; 
          one after the other the singers are generous and expert. Certainly some 
          of the ornaments are excessive, some of the runs might with justice 
          have been retaken but the spirit of the work is wholly present and one 
          senses them working as a genuine ensemble. Young is splendid in A 
          suoi piedi Padre esangue – real plangency with expressive orchestration 
          behind him and the beautiful and revealing trio Voglio stragi for 
          Tamerlano, Asteria and Bajazet is delightfully sprung rhythmically. 
          The apex of the incremental melancholy is reached with the final Act 
          II aria, Asteria’s Cor di Padre which Carole Bogard sings with 
          genuine distinction. 
        
 
        
A dispetto, the Act III vengeance aria has been 
          sung and recorded by the reigning operatic countertenor of the day, 
          David Daniels. The orchestration is ebullient, Killebrew herself full 
          of drama – her low notes well sustained, runs powerfully inflammatory. 
          The orchestral flutes add a piquant touch to the duet Vivo in te 
          mio caro bene and the whole suicide scene brings out the very best 
          in Bogard and Young, a kind of extended pieta of intense theatricality 
          and power. At the end of this long opera a true sense of the tragic 
          inevitability of Bajazet’s wished-for suicide has been introduced, sustained 
          and finally played out. For that the applause must go to performers, 
          whose sense of ensemble is as sound as their vocal abilities are estimable. 
          Praise too to continuo players Albert Fuller (harpsichord continuo) 
          and Lars Holm Johansen (cello continuo). The booklet notes are tasteful 
          and informative with an Italian-English libretto. Far more famous names 
          than these have fared far less stylishly and well in Handelian opera 
          on record and praise to Parnassus for bringing this set back to life. 
        
 
        
Jonathan Woolf