In his long 
                      booklet essay Peter Blaha relates the circumstances surrounding 
                      the premiere of this staging of Don Carlo. Obviously there 
                      were influential factions in the audience who strongly disliked 
                      the choice of conductor. German Horst Stein was no unknown 
                      quantity in the house; he had conducted there since 1963 
                      but only in repertory performances. Now he was being entrusted 
                      a premiere – and an Italian work at that. After the performance 
                      he was greeted with “a torrent of boos” as Volksstimme 
                      put it. Hearing the performance, which has only recently 
                      been dug out from the archives of the Austrian Radio, it 
                      is hard to understand this reaction. He may not reveal hitherto 
                      unknown depths in this marvellous music but he has a firm 
                      grip on the proceedings. He understands Verdi’s intentions 
                      and from the start creates the somewhat autumnal atmosphere 
                      that runs through the score. Listen to the horn melody of 
                      the prelude, so finely executed, which functions as an aural 
                      backdrop to the scene that follows. Very often, at the more 
                      lyrical passages, he holds back and scales down, as if he 
                      wants to say: “Listen to the beauty of the scoring and the 
                      melody!” The prelude to Filippo’s great monologue (CD2 track 
                      7) is a moving example, very restrained with a wonderful 
                      soft cello solo, but the agitation within Filippo is there 
                      as an undercurrent, leaving us in no doubt that this is 
                      not an idyllic episode. So far from being an over-genial 
                      performance the tragedy and the drama are always in the 
                      forefront and time and again Stein underlines and punctuates 
                      important lines. He is very well served by the choral and 
                      orchestral forces of the Vienna State Opera in as well-balanced 
                      a recording as is possible from a staged performance. On 
                      sonic grounds it can be safely recommended as being more 
                      or less on a par with studio efforts from the same period. 
                      What can let it down for some listeners is the unavoidable 
                      presence of stage noises, but they are seldom very irritating. 
                      Due to movements around the stage the soloists can vary 
                      in presence but in the main that isn’t a great problem either. 
                      So far so good, then. And when it comes to the solo singing 
                      there can be hardly any reservations at all. I will come 
                      back to the singing within a paragraph or so, but first 
                      a few words about the opera itself.
                    Don Carlo 
                      (or Don Carlos as it then was) was written in French 
                      in five acts and first performed in Paris in 1867. Seventeen 
                      years later Verdi revised the work for Milan, reduced it 
                      to four acts by cutting the first act, removing the ballet 
                      music and also revising some passages. It was also translated 
                      into Italian. This is the version, more or less, that was 
                      used for this Vienna production. In 1886 Verdi also prepared 
                      a five-act version in Italian, but it was not until the 
                      late 1950s that this version was regularly performed. The 
                      original French version also appears now and then (Pappano 
                      in Paris 1996, also recorded) and most recently Vienna State 
                      Opera in 2004, conducted by Bertrand de Billy, so complete 
                      that it contains music that not even Verdi heard (recorded 
                      on Orfeo C 648 054 L). Listening to the present recording 
                      with the five-act libretto (Orfeo don’t provide the texts) 
                      I noted a cut in the last act duet between Elisabetta and 
                      Carlo. The finale is performed in the version revised for 
                      Vienna in 1932 (obviously not by Verdi) which simply cuts 
                      the final pages so that the ghost of Charles V never appears, 
                      robbing the opera of something of its mystery.
                    Accepting these 
                      edits one can comfortably sit back and enjoy one of the 
                      most formidably sung performances imaginable. Reading the 
                      cast list shows that even the smallest parts were given 
                      to world stars in the making. So the voice from Heaven is 
                      the very young Judith Blegen and Tebaldo is sung by Edita 
                      Gruberova, still singing at the State Opera 35 years later. 
                      There is also an impressive trio of basses, the same three 
                      actually who sang these parts on Solti’s recording made 
                      a few years earlier. Tugomir Franc, whom I first encountered 
                      as a characterful Ferrando on a Concert Hall recording of 
                      Il trovatore in the mid-sixties, is a sonorous and 
                      rather youthful Friar. Nicolai Ghiaurov, although Bulgarian 
                      is probably the best “Italian” bass since Pinza and has 
                      rarely been better. He sings his big monologue with ravishing 
                      beauty and deep feeling. It is almost excessively slow but 
                      the tension never slackens, thanks to both Ghiaurov and 
                      Stein. Elsewhere Ghiaurov is just as good. He is noble of 
                      voice in the duet with Rodrigo in the first act and sings 
                      gloriously in the third act scene with Elisabetta. Before 
                      that, in the scene with the Grande Inquisitore, we are vouchsafed 
                      the most spine-chilling mental combat between giants. The 
                      world’s two greatest basses here inspire each other to surpass 
                      themselves vocally and interpretatively. Martti Talvela, 
                      enormous both physically and voice-wise, is the most dangerous 
                      Inquisitore imaginable, grand of tone, younger-sounding 
                      and so even more of a threat than usual, growling, snarling, 
                      hissing. No wonder that Filippo’s words when the Inquisitore 
                      leaves: Dunque il trono piegar dovrà sempre all’altare! 
                      (So the throne must always bow to the altar!) are more horrified 
                      than ever. This scene, miraculous as music-drama in itself, 
                      is reason enough to own the set.
                    Eberhard Waechter, 
                      who had a long and important career and became co-director 
                      of the Vienna State Opera until his death in 1992, was a 
                      lively actor and had a great voice. He may not be ideally 
                      Italianate but he portrays an idealistic hothead, simmering 
                      with suppressed anger at injustices, occasionally being 
                      over-emphatic but in the main singing gloriously. His act 
                      3 aria Per me giunto and the following death scene 
                      (CD3 tracks 2-3) are very moving.
                    In the title 
                      role we hear Franco Corelli in what turned out to be his 
                      last production at the Vienna State Opera. He displays his 
                      well-known vices and virtues: occasionally scooping up to 
                      notes and sometimes making show-pieces of his numbers by 
                      demonstrating his ability to make those marvellous diminuendos. 
                      He is also intense and dramatic and the sheer glory of his 
                      voice is often something to revel in. In the first act duet 
                      with Elisabetta he sings with great feeling (CD1 track 9). 
                      The last act duet, or what is left of it, also offers much 
                      sensitive singing. 
                    On the distaff 
                      side Shirley Verrett makes a tremendous Princess Eboli, 
                      having recorded the five-act version with Giulini for EMI 
                      just two months earlier. Here, under live conditions, there 
                      is an even deeper identification. She sings a magnificent 
                      O don fatale (CD2 track 12), to my mind surpassing 
                      every other recorded version I have heard. It is indeed, 
                      as Peter Blaha says in his notes, “one of the mysteries 
                      of the city’s operatic life that after this initial run 
                      of eight performances, she never returned to the State Opera”. 
                      And Gundula Janowitz, to the record buying public and on 
                      international stages mostly known for her Mozart, Wagner 
                      and Strauss, sang a range of Italian roles in Vienna. Her 
                      Elisabetta also goes to the top of the list. She sings seamlessly 
                      long lines and is in total control of her beautiful voice. 
                      Her pianissimos are ravishing but she also shines through 
                      the orchestral web in gleaming fortes. I have always held 
                      Caballé’s Tu che la vanità on the Giulini set to 
                      be the touch-stone recording but now I will probably turn 
                      to Janowitz’s version just as often (CD3 track 5). 
                    I hope my enthusiasm 
                      for this set shines through. To sum things up I would go 
                      as far as to say that this is probably one of the most important 
                      “historical” issues from a not so distant past. Not only 
                      die-hard Verdians but all serious opera lovers should give 
                      it a try, irrespective of how many versions of this ever 
                      fascinating opera they already have. The Giulini set, at 
                      present in the “Great Recordings of the Century” series 
                      on EMI Classics, is of course hors concours, but 
                      the singing on this Orfeo set is on the same level and in 
                      several instances even better.
                    Göran 
                      Forsling