With the decline in 
                the classical music industry there is 
                scarcely a couple of handfuls of new 
                recordings of ‘mainstream’ opera made 
                each year. A significant number of these 
                are on the Chandos and Opera Rara labels. 
                They often owe their existence to sponsorship 
                by the Peter Moores Foundation. As a 
                consequence, a generation of significant 
                singers is passing without having the 
                opportunity of setting down even their 
                signature roles for posterity. Looking 
                back, it is scarcely credible that a 
                mere 15 or 20 years ago a singer, particularly 
                a diva or tenor, might get opportunity 
                for a second or even third recording 
                of a role. This doubtless allows present 
                and future scholars, and enthusiasts, 
                to compare a singer’s interpretation 
                of a role, and the development or deterioration, 
                of the voice. 
              
 
              
On this recording it 
                is Renato Scotto who returned to record 
                Butterfly, eleven or so years after 
                her first effort under Barbirolli. This 
                was reviewed 
                by me elsewhere on this site as 
                an EMI ‘GROC’ reissue. In my review 
                of the EMI set, whilst admiring Scotto’s 
                interpretation and characterization, 
                I made mild criticism of a tendency 
                to over-act with her voice to give a 
                pseudo childish effect. (Butterfly is 
                supposed to be only 14 years of age). 
                I also noted some unsteadiness and spread 
                of the voice above the stave. The most 
                pleasing aspect of the present Sony 
                recording is that Scotto is in better 
                voice. She doesn’t overdo the ‘child’ 
                singing and generally brings fuller 
                tone and steadiness. This can be heard 
                particularly well in her rendering of 
                ‘Un bel di, vedremo’ (CD 1 tr. 18). 
                Yes, there are moments of spread when 
                under pressure, but these instances 
                are few. They are more than compensated 
                for by the superb interpretation the 
                singer brings to the part. As Pinkerton, 
                Domingo is in fresh youthful voice, 
                his tone at its most lyric yet with 
                abundant power for climaxes. His interpretation 
                has no great depth such as Bergonzi 
                (Scotto’s earlier partner) was able 
                to inject. Indeed, there is a touch 
                too much ‘can belto’ at times. In the 
                love duet (CD 1 trs. 15-16), aided by 
                Maazel’s pressing tempi, he gives the 
                impression of the archetypical U.S. 
                marine with only one thought between 
                his ears, and that hasn’t much to do 
                with the consequences of unprotected 
                sex! 
              
 
              
Whilst Barbirolli was 
                sometimes a little self-indulgent, Maazel’s 
                is much more dramatic. There is no lingering. 
                With the very forward recording set 
                at a high level the results, whilst 
                dynamic and dramatic, can seem over-aggressive. 
                As to the other singing parts, Wixell’s 
                Sharpless lacks the Italian ‘squilla’ 
                that I admired in Panerai’s interpretation 
                for Barbirolli’s all-native cast. The 
                same could be said of Gillian Knight’s 
                Suzuki, except that she contrasts satisfyingly 
                with her Butterfly and they duet well 
                together (CD 2 trs. 10-11). The other 
                minor parts are all sung well by predominantly 
                British comprimarios who only lack what 
                Barbirolli’s cast had: Italian birth 
                certificates. 
              
 
              
As I outline in my 
                review of Gluck’s ‘Iphigénie 
                en Tauride’ in this series from Sony, 
                the supporting documentation is appalling 
                with not even the recording year being 
                given. That being said, it is good to 
                have the young Domingo in such virile 
                voice and a diva whose second effort 
                is better sung than her first. 
              
Robert J Farr