This Mahler CD from 
                Preiser Records brings two historic 
                recordings by top singers of their day. 
                The disc opens with the Lieder eines 
                fahrenden Gesellen – the "Songs 
                of a Wayfaring lad", a fairly conventional 
                tale of a grief-stricken lad wandering 
                in the hope of forgetting the agony 
                of love. These are performed by the 
                baritone Josef Metternich, who attained 
                fame as an opera singer, specialising 
                primarily in Italian roles, although 
                also venturing into Wagner and Strauss. 
                Leopold Ludwig, distinguished in particular 
                for his interpretations of German operatic 
                and symphonic works, here conducts the 
                Radio Symphonie Orchester Berlin most 
                admirably. It is not the most promising 
                of starts, unfortunately, as Metternich 
                growls and croaks his way through Wenn 
                mein Schatz Hochzeit macht, sounding 
                both rather rough and slightly dreary. 
                His voice comes to life in the next 
                song, Ging heut morgens uber’s Feld, 
                however, which is lively, sparkling 
                and quite sweet. His lovely, rich, dark 
                tone is here very appealing. The ensuing 
                Ich hab ein gluhend Messer shows 
                Metternich’s forte to be the dramatic 
                and wild songs for which his voice is 
                so suited. The song-cycle concludes 
                with Die zwei blauen Augen von meinem 
                Schatz, in which Metternich’s voice 
                is slightly strained on the higher notes 
                in the middle section of the song, yet 
                this lends a naivety that is not out 
                of place here, and doesn’t detract. 
              
 
              
Des Knaben Wunderhorn 
                comprises the rest of the disc, with 
                Alfred Poell and Lorna Sydney. Poell 
                was another opera singer, who pursued 
                a successful international career whilst 
                remaining closely associated with the 
                Vienna State Opera. Sydney sang at Vienna 
                for much of her working life before 
                returning to her native Australia. The 
                conductor Felix Prohaska was also very 
                strongly tied to Vienna, the city of 
                his birth, where he conducted both opera 
                houses. The songs set folk poems which 
                depict childhood imagination and range 
                from military marches and nocturnes, 
                through tales of love and death to a 
                fantasy world of speaking animals. The 
                songs gave their name to the Wunderhorn 
                Symphonies (numbers 2, 3 and 4), 
                which are partly based upon Des Knaben 
                Wunderhorn. Poell commences with 
                Revelge. As with Metternich, 
                this opening song is a little disappointing. 
                It is slightly lack-lustre and spiritless, 
                particularly at the beginning. Given 
                that it is a song about a soldier who 
                dies, it is sung too smoothly and nicely, 
                and could do with more passion and harshness. 
                What does immediately strike one, however, 
                is the quality of the orchestra, which 
                is extremely good. Poell’s voice is 
                very heavy, dark and sombre, which makes 
                it perfect for songs such as Der 
                Tamboursg’sell, in which he is terribly 
                effective, but slightly less good at 
                certain points in Lied des Verfolgten 
                im Turm, where he needs a little 
                more lightness and spirit. In Lob 
                des hohen Verstandes his voice is 
                a bit too heavy for a song about a cuckoo. 
                Yet he attempts - and succeeds - in 
                injecting comic inflexions into the 
                latter with the he-hawing of the donkey, 
                which is most pleasing. In both this 
                song and Der Schildwache Nachtlied 
                he is slightly wobbly on higher notes. 
              
 
              
Lorna Sydney is very 
                good. She creates an aptly sombre air 
                in the heart-rending Das irdische 
                Leben, and a beautifully rich tone 
                in Rheinlegendchen. She depicts 
                the scene well in the lively and lilting 
                Verlorne Muh, and is suitably 
                dramatic and evocative in both Des 
                Antonius von Padua Fischpredigt and 
                the most beautiful Urlicht (melancholic, 
                and deeply moving). Wo die schonen 
                Trompeten blasen is arguably the 
                most outstanding collaboration on this 
                disc between exquisite singing – tender 
                and sensitive yet powerful, with gorgeous 
                tones - and excellent playing from the 
                impressive and deeply sympathetic Wiener 
                Staatsopernorchester. Just listen to 
                the delicacy of the bird-imitating flutes 
                and oboes, and the transparency of the 
                muted horns – such empathic playing, 
                lush and romantic, as if each member 
                of the orchestra were deeply aware of 
                the every nuance of the singer and responded 
                accordingly. 
              
 
              
The recorded sound 
                is not great – rather muffled throughout, 
                too closely miked in places, and there 
                is a terribly distracting and intrusive 
                squeaking, as if of a wheel, during 
                the first song on the disc, as well 
                as the occasional noise such as a loud 
                cough towards the end of the fourth 
                song. Yet this is to be expected, and, 
                to a certain extent, forgiven. The disc 
                has all the trade-marks of a historic 
                recording – the singers employ much 
                vibrato and portamento, are occasionally 
                inaccurate at hitting the right note 
                bang in the centre (especially the baritones 
                when it comes to the higher notes, where 
                we also find their voices rather strained 
                and a little wobbly).That said, the 
                orchestras are fantastic, the picture-painting 
                is remarkable and the singers evoke 
                the spirit of the songs brilliantly. 
              
 
              
There are a myriad 
                versions of these works available – 
                ranging from Dietrich Fischer-Dieskau 
                and Furtwängler (EMI), Schwarzkopf 
                conducted by Georg Szell, Barbirolli 
                with Janet Baker, Haitink with Jessye 
                Norman and Shirley-Quirk through to 
                Boult, Klemperer, Tennstedt, Masur (with 
                Siegfried Lorenz) and Neeme Järvi. 
                Each of these recordings has things 
                to recommend it, yet this disc is a 
                worthy competitor – and something of 
                a pioneering recording - and would be 
                worth getting for Wo die schonen 
                Trompeten blasen alone! 
              
Em Marshall