Decca’s early Italian 
                opera sets, well regarded at the time, 
                were looked on as shrill-sounding stopgaps 
                in their Ace of Clubs incarnations in 
                the 1960s and received the kiss of death 
                at the hands of "electronically 
                enhanced stereo". And that, for 
                the UK-based listener, has been the 
                end of it, although CD transfers have 
                been made of many of them and are available 
                on the London label in the USA and some 
                continental European countries. 
              
But on the rare occasions 
                that I have heard a Decca recording 
                from the early 1950s in its original 
                LXT form, or even some of their later 
                78s, I have always been impressed by 
                the warm, lifelike quality of the sound. 
                That sound is far superior to the seedy 
                strings and ill-defined lower registers 
                which characterised the same recordings 
                when they reappeared on Ace of Clubs, 
                Eclipse and so on. Recent CD transfers 
                of some of Decca’s Vienna recordings 
                (for example the Kleiber "Rosenkavalier") 
                show that their backroom boys have still 
                not lost the vice of tarting up old 
                recordings by trying to extract a frequency 
                range from them that just isn’t there. 
                It is therefore a pleasure to hear the 
                musicianly results Mark Obert-Thorn 
                has obtained, working from good copies 
                of the original LPs. Distortion is minor 
                and confined to a few odd moments while 
                the general effect is clear, warm and 
                spacious. You won’t get stereo separation 
                in the big choral scenes but the impact 
                is considerable even so and the off-stage 
                effects in the last act are well-handled. 
                The original engineers were helped by 
                the fact that the Santa Cecilia Academy 
                in Rome has a warm and sufficiently 
                reverberant but very clear acoustic. 
                This is far more tractable than La Scala 
                in Milan, where EMI usually worked and 
                which is wont to produce a boxy sound 
                with a tubby bass. Furthermore, the 
                orchestra of Santa Cecilia was the finest 
                in Italy at that time, combining Italianate 
                warmth with a clean attack and clarity 
                of textures, which brings us to the 
                conductor. 
              
 
              
By and large the names 
                of Tullio Serafin and Antonino Votto, 
                thanks to their association with Maria 
                Callas, most of whose recordings they 
                conducted, are better honoured by posterity 
                than that of Alberto Erede (1908-2001). 
                Erede had the bad luck to leave Italy 
                at about the time Decca were introducing 
                stereophonic recording and preparing 
                to re-record the basic Italian repertoire. 
                Though he was an appreciated presence 
                on the world stage, including the Deutsch 
                Oper am Rhein (1958-1962) and Bayreuth 
                ("Lohengrin", 1968), and continued 
                to conduct (though hardly ever in Italy) 
                until not long before his recent death, 
                he became one of those artists who had 
                the misfortune to work outside the regular 
                recording circuit. 
              
 
              
At first he may initially 
                seem unduly gentle for "Aida" 
                – all to often subjected, in the wake 
                of Toscanini, to "bash and grab" 
                conducting techniques – but he shows 
                us just how much of the score is marked 
                "piano" and "pianissimo", 
                with such added markings as "cantabile" 
                and "dolce". He finds mystery 
                and space in the music as well as grandeur, 
                while he is not lacking in power in 
                the Triumph Scene or in dynamism in 
                such moments as the confrontation between 
                Aida and Amneris. In short, model Verdi 
                conducting. 
              
 
              
It would be too much 
                to expect that Erede would persuade 
                Mario Del Monaco to sing pianissimo 
                but, while his stentorian bawling was 
                a liability in many later Decca sets, 
                here the voice is wonderfully fresh 
                and secure and he does at least drop 
                to a "mezzoforte" sometimes. 
                A heroic and convincing portrayal. 
              
 
              
One of the reasons 
                why the early Decca sets featuring Tebaldi 
                have been much less reissued than Callas 
                sets of the same period is that Tebaldi 
                was a very consistent artist and, unlike 
                Callas, went into no evident decline 
                if not in the very last year or two 
                before her retirement. So, while there 
                may be good reasons for preferring an 
                earlier Callas set to a later remake, 
                in the case of Tebaldi there is no pressing 
                case for sacrificing the advantages 
                of later stereo sound. Except that you 
                do get here the voice in its first flush 
                of radiant beauty, which is no small 
                matter considering that it was one of 
                the most sheerly beautiful voices of 
                the century. I don’t want to suggest 
                that it is only beautiful singing, 
                there is characterisation and feeling 
                as well, but unlike Callas, she never 
                sacrificed her beautiful sound for these 
                other matters. It is an interpretation 
                which contrasts well with the Amneris 
                of Ebe Stignani, who demonstrates that 
                tigerish vocal acting was not just a 
                Callas invention. 
              
 
              
Stignani (1904-1974) 
                had been Italy’s leading mezzo for some 
                twenty-five years, though her place 
                was now being taken by Barbieri and 
                Simionato. Her tone was still strong 
                and gleaming, with some magnificent 
                high notes, and her only concession 
                to age is that some phrases are broken 
                which she would no doubt have sung in 
                a single breath ten years earlier. 
              
 
              
The remaining roles 
                are well handled, by the little-remembered 
                Dario Caselli as much as by the famed 
                Fernando Corena, and even Aldo Protti, 
                a notoriously wooden Germont, is effective 
                as Amonasro. In short, a cast without 
                weaknesses and with many strengths. 
              
 
              
As is normal with these 
                Naxos transfers, we get a good presentation 
                (on which I have drawn above) and a 
                very detailed synopsis which is some 
                compensation for the lack of a libretto. 
                In any case, you can easily pull down 
                a libretto from Internet of a popular 
                opera like this. A definitive best choice 
                for this much recorded opera is probably 
                impossible but, if your greatest ambition 
                in life is not to antagonise your neighbours 
                with the most spectacular digital recording 
                of the Triumph Scene you can find, then 
                the case for choosing this one, especially 
                at the price, is very strong. 
              
 
              
Christopher Howell 
                 
              
  
              
see also review 
                by Robert 
                Farr and Colin 
                Clarke