A fascinating document 
                of Barbirolli in Berlin, this intense 
                Mahler Sixth shows Sir John’s many strengths 
                – and a couple of weaknesses, too. The 
                tread of the opening is heavy indeed 
                and, as the movement progresses, it 
                turns out to be unstoppable. Let that 
                not imply any heavy-handedness with 
                detail however, as plenty comes through. 
                If the first movement is slower than 
                expected and the anxious feeling that 
                should attend it is not wholly there, 
                then the powerful emotive undercurrent 
                certainly is. There is no Bernstein-like 
                overindulgence here, more a fundamentally 
                classicist approach wedded to ultra-prepared 
                balancing of textures (there is evidence 
                of intense preparation on Barbirolli’s 
                part). Pastoral cow-bells are caught 
                well, clear but distanced yet audible 
                (too loud and they just sound silly). 
              
 
              
What defeats many interpreters 
                in this first movement is the maintenance 
                of tension and sense over the sparse 
                orchestration and large registral spacings 
                of the development section – but it 
                is precisely this that is one of Barbirolli’s 
                strengths. The Berliners play with a 
                very un-Karajan like transparency for 
                Barbirolli. In keeping with this line 
                of interpretation is the (presumably 
                deliberate) under-playing of the ‘explosion’ 
                at 17’26-27 (actually he saves the climactic 
                feel for the end). 
              
 
              
The slow movement, 
                here placed second, is not an Austrian 
                mountain idyll because the undercurrent 
                created by the first movement spills 
                over. Solo contributions from the orchestra 
                are worthy of note, particularly the 
                oboe and cor anglais (not as acidic 
                as their Vienna counterparts) and the 
                solo horn (around 2’28: hear how the 
                melodic inflections are followed exactly). 
                The transparency mentioned in the first 
                movement is completely manifest here 
                (and the excellent sound holds up well 
                to the busy writing around eleven minutes 
                in). 
              
 
              
There is no doubting 
                the ‘Wuchtig’ marking for the Scherzo 
                here as Barbirolli presents Mahler’s 
                grotesqueries in nightmarish technicolour. 
                The manic horn appoggiaturas really 
                present the feeling of a live performance. 
                The Trio is tasteful, but never merely 
                simple, while the end is a composed 
                disintegration perfectly realised, preparing 
                the way for the Expressionist wash that 
                comprises the finale’s first gesture. 
                If the ensuing first violin line is 
                not as impassioned as often heard, the 
                groping gestures that follow are marvellous 
                - indefinable gropings towards something 
                nightmarish and indescribable. Barbirolli’s 
                structural grip here is remarkable. 
                He elicits ‘dead’ sounds from his orchestral 
                canvas (try 16’14), a catalogue of brass-laden 
                blackness leading to the return of the 
                opening (17’25). This is so successful 
                in its disorienting effect on the listener 
                (despite the familiarity with the actual 
                musical material heard) because that 
                musical material itself has lost its 
                meaning. It enters disembodied and empty 
                – put in semiotic terms, the signifier 
                has lost what is signified. Hardly surprising 
                that the points of contact with Berg’s 
                Op. 6 Pieces are loud and clear under 
                Barbirolli’s baton. He takes the listener 
                on an emotionally draining journey, 
                perhaps because of rather than despite 
                his often classicist approach. Sir John’s 
                involvement is in no doubt – listen 
                to the foot-stamp and groan immediately 
                before the final outburst (the dying 
                throes?) at 28’29 if proof be needed. 
              
 
              
A remarkable document. 
                This is not the cathartic experience 
                Bernstein would memorably portray this 
                piece as (and did, with the VPO in my 
                first-choice version, DG 427 697-2). 
                Rather, it is an essential complement 
                to that and as such should be on every 
                Mahlerian’s shelf. 
              
 
              
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Colin Clarke 
                 
              
See also Tony 
                Duggan's survey of recordings of this 
                symphony