This looked promising, but I’m afraid 
                it’s more one for the specialists. For 
                one thing, the sound is, well, like 
                a typical 1940s film soundtrack, shallow 
                and dry in the orchestra, with the voices 
                very far forward and given a cavernous 
                air by the lack of upper frequencies. 
                Of course, a certain type of collector 
                (including myself) will put up with 
                much worse than this for a performance 
                that knocks spots off all subsequent 
                competition but on the whole the verdict 
                is of a fine, sometimes marvellous performance 
                but not quite as marvellous as some 
                better-sounding studio performances. 
              
We know Fritz Reiner 
                (1888-1963) above all for the wonderful 
                series of records he made during the 
                last decade of his life in Chicago and 
                so tend to think of him as a symphonic 
                conductor. But, like virtually all European 
                conductors of his day, he had worked 
                his way up through the opera house and 
                was appearing regularly at the Met at 
                the time of this performance. It is 
                interesting to note how the super-tight 
                ensemble he always drew from his musicians 
                nonetheless allows the singers space 
                to breathe – he is far from inflexible. 
                However, while this Rosenkavalier 
                does not lack poetry or warmth, 
                it is above all a tense, purposeful 
                affair and I wonder if the blind listener 
                would realise he was hearing a comic 
                opera? Erich Kleiber, whose 1954 recording 
                was the first ever unabridged version, 
                was as much of a relentless perfectionist 
                as Reiner, yet he is able to bathe the 
                characters in a warm glow of humanity 
                which Reiner just misses. Of course, 
                having the Vienna Philharmonic to play 
                music that is in their very collective 
                bones helps, and so does a warmer acoustic 
                and far better recording (though a little 
                shrill as transferred on DECCA 467 111-2); 
                maybe Reiner would make a different 
                impression in better sound but I can’t 
                help wishing he was conducting Salomé 
                or Die Frau ohne Schatten instead. 
              
 
              
Another famous recording 
                followed two years later, conducted 
                by Herbert von Karajan (EMI CMS 5 67605 
                2). At times an imaginative genius is 
                at work, as in Sophie and Octavian’s 
                first meeting which is drawn out like 
                a Delius tone-poem, leaving time suspended. 
                It was an interpretation which set the 
                stage for many more personalised interpretations 
                to come, but the trouble is, if you 
                don’t know your basic Rosenkavalier 
                then the variants from the norm 
                will become, for you, the norm, and 
                that is dangerous. The Kleiber version 
                conserves the best of a Viennese tradition 
                which had its roots in Strauss’s own 
                world. 
              
 
              
The casting of the 
                Met performance certainly differentiates 
                between the leading ladies. The strongest 
                performance is that of Eleanor Steber 
                (1914-1990) as the Marschallin, pouring 
                forth much steady, sumptuous tone and 
                characterising authoritatively. She 
                stands up well beside Maria Reining 
                in the Kleiber recording who, some say, 
                recorded the role a little late in her 
                career (she was 51). Well, Strauss himself 
                said the Marschallin was 35, and that 
                is the age of Steber when she sang this 
                performance. But my ears at least don’t 
                register the difference and they seem 
                to me equally effective. A quite different 
                type of interpretation is to be heard 
                from Elisabeth Schwarzkopf on the Karajan 
                set, much more lieder-like in its savouring 
                of the words, and obviously fitting 
                in with the conductor’s own conception. 
              
Erna Berger (1900-1990) 
                was making her Met debut – she was 49. 
                She was noted for a light, girlish timbre 
                which she is said to have preserved 
                throughout her career (she ceased to 
                sing in 1955). This was the kind of 
                voice ridiculed by Anna Russell as "the 
                Nymphs and Shepherds, or ‘pure white’ 
                style of singing" – an effect obtained 
                by very clear vowels (no rounding of 
                the Is and Es) and little vibrato. I 
                have to say I don’t care for it much, 
                even in "Nymphs and Shepherds", 
                and furthermore, whatever people say, 
                it sounds the voice of a middle-aged 
                woman to me. I cannot possibly imagine 
                anyone preferring this to Hilde Gueden’s 
                creamy tones on the Kleiber recording. 
                Teresa Stich-Randall, who sings Sophie 
                for Karajan, was also said to have a 
                clear, virginal voice, but I find much 
                more quality to it than Berger’s. There 
                are some moments of pure magic where 
                her almost disembodied high tones float 
                above Karajan’s diaphanous orchestra. 
                All the same, Gueden’s is surely more 
                central to the Strauss tradition. 
              
 
              
Berger’s girlish tones 
                certainly make maximum contrast with 
                the feisty mezzo of Risë Stevens. 
                This is a strong performance, but not 
                a particularly subtle one (anything 
                but in her Mariandl moments) and the 
                end result is that Octavian and Sophie 
                both sound too old (they are supposed 
                to be in their teens). Perhaps it is 
                not fair to compare her with Kleiber’s 
                Sena Jurinac since that is a soprano 
                interpretation (the role can be sung 
                by either soprano or mezzo) but all 
                the same, who could not prefer Jurinac’s 
                lovely bell-like tones and the generally 
                far more sympathetic character she draws? 
                Karajan had a mezzo, the young Christa 
                Ludwig, and she, too, makes a far more 
                lovable person of Octavian. 
              
 
              
Emanuel List has a 
                bigger and blacker voice than the singers 
                on the Kleiber and Karajan sets and, 
                heard and seen live, it must have been 
                quite a performance – the audience rises 
                to him rapturously after the second 
                and third acts. However, as a listening 
                experience it has to be said that there 
                is more barking than singing – he was 
                by then 63 after all. For Kleiber, Ludwig 
                Weber sings far more, exuding smarmy, 
                self-satisfied charm; surely Strauss 
                wanted a comic seducer rather than a 
                comic villain. Otto Edelmann, for Karajan, 
                is basically in similar mould, but as 
                this is a Karajan performance he is 
                encouraged to drop frequently into a 
                sort of crooning half-voice, notably 
                in his monologue at the end of Act Two. 
                This could be tiresome on repeated hearings. 
              
 
              
The other singers don’t 
                make or break this opera, but for what 
                it is worth the Faninal is better managed 
                on the other sets by Alfred Poell (Kleiber) 
                and Eberhard Wächter (Karajan). 
                The latter recording has some remarkably 
                distinguished names in the smaller roles 
                (Ljuba Welitsch as Marianne, Kerstin 
                Meyer as Annina) while Kleiber perhaps 
                benefits even more from the famed Vienna 
                "house" team of the time, 
                all steeped in the Straussian tradition. 
                As the Italian Singer, Giuseppe Di Stefano 
                is obviously just that. Unfortunately 
                he seems to want to demonstrate the 
                point by spreading himself unduly, adding 
                an extra half-beat to the bar every 
                time he takes a breath. Reiner evidently 
                doesn’t agree and, in place of his considerate 
                collaboration with the rest of the cast, 
                has the orchestra anticipate him at 
                the beginning of every phrase. Since 
                musicians flaunted Reiner’s will at 
                their peril, this could have been a 
                genuine attempt to "throw" 
                him and make a fool of him. It can also 
                be heard that, even at this early stage 
                in his career, Di Stefano was wont to 
                be a shade flat on his top notes. In 
                comparison Anton Dermota (Kleiber) and 
                Nicolai Gedda (Karajan) are both nonpareils 
                of vocal elegance and sound quite Italianate 
                enough for this context. 
              
 
              
The recording gives 
                what has remained of the broadcast announcements, 
                including a few words with Reiner, and 
                the presentation is excellent with biographical 
                information about the leading singers 
                and conductor. There is no libretto 
                but the synopsis is very detailed. 
              
 
              
All things considered, 
                I feel this is a set best left to specialists 
                of archive recordings. When I want to 
                hear Rosenkavalier for pleasure 
                it will always be the Kleiber version, 
                or just sometimes the Karajan, to which 
                I will turn and I doubt if I will ever 
                hear this one again complete, though 
                I am glad to have it to hand for comparisons 
                in specific passages, particularly when 
                Steber is singing. 
              
 
              
Christopher Howell