While Monteux’s Petrushka 
                is an old friend this was my first experience 
                of his Rite. Monteux conducted the premières 
                of both works, as well as that of Ravel’s 
                Daphnis et Chloë, but, while his 
                recording of the latter is a classic 
                of the gramophone and his Petrushka 
                has always been well-liked, I’ve never 
                seen his Rite placed at the top of anybody’s 
                list. I had rather assumed that the 
                poor old chap was coping manfully with 
                something a bit beyond him, something 
                which needed a new generation of conductors 
                to come to terms with it. I’m happy 
                to relate that it isn’t like that at 
                all, but let’s begin with Petrushka. 
              
 
              
Back in the days of 
                LP I had this recording and Stravinsky’s 
                own and I have to say that Stravinsky’s 
                recordings of his own music were my 
                personal point of entry into the world 
                of a composer who perplexed me by his 
                apparent changes of direction, as he 
                perplexed many who grew up in the days 
                when he was still a living legend . 
                There seemed to many of us at the time 
                that there were three Stravinskys (at 
                least) with no point of contact between 
                them. It was Stravinsky himself who 
                convinced me that all his work, early, 
                middle and late, came from one man. 
                Wherever you turn in his recordings 
                you find that volcanic Russian energy 
                which courses through The Rite of Spring 
                but also (in his hands) through the 
                neo-classical works to the later serial 
                ones, as well as those echoes of inexorably 
                plodding cortèges, his inheritance 
                from the Orthodox Church, which are 
                at the root of much of the Rite, but 
                also (again, in his own hands), of such 
                moments as the Coachmen’s Dance from 
                Petrushka, the Symphony of Psalms (fairly 
                obviously) and even many of the neo-classical 
                works – Pulcinella for instance – which 
                other conductors treat as ear-tickling 
                charmers. 
              
 
              
But, having long ceased 
                to worry about the "three Stravinskys", 
                I’m not sure that the comparison doesn’t 
                go the other way now. Even in my youth 
                I had to admit that Monteux was more 
                communicative, more of a story-teller. 
                I was partly influenced by the fact 
                that, while Stravinsky’s recording sounded 
                reasonably well in its LP form and on 
                the equipment I then had, I spent a 
                lot of time twiddling knobs to try and 
                bring the Monteux into decent focus, 
                and got very frustrated since, having 
                got one section to sound better, I had 
                to start twiddling again a few minutes 
                later. So all thanks to the remastering 
                engineer, Andreas Torkler of Sonopress 
                Studios, Gütersloh, Germany, for 
                having revealed a recording with both 
                bloom and brilliance, remarkably good 
                for its date. 
              
 
              
And what an artist 
                Monteux was! His opening scene is a 
                mite slower than Stravinsky, and this 
                enables him to produce a range of orchestral 
                colour, of affectionate phrasing and 
                balletic lilt. Its heady amalgam of 
                Rimsky-Korsakov and late-Debussy once 
                seemed un-Stravinskian, but now it seems 
                a blueprint for performances by such 
                conductors as Dutoit and Abbado who 
                grew up when this music was already 
                established concert fare. 
              
 
              
So what of the Rite? 
                Firstly, while his earliest recordings 
                found the orchestra, if not the conductor, 
                groping for the notes, with the help 
                of the Boston Symphony Orchestra which 
                was welcoming back a man they all adored 
                but who had been forbidden to mount 
                their podium during Koussevitzky’s long 
                reign as a result of the latter’s professional 
                jealousy, this is a performance where 
                the sparks frequently fly. Maybe there 
                isn’t quite the whip-crack precision 
                in "Mock Abduction" which 
                we have heard from Boulez, but there 
                is vivid characterization and, in the 
                matter of tempi, this is a performance 
                which needs to be studied carefully. 
              
 
              
As often with conductors 
                of an earlier generation, slow tempi 
                tend to be less slow, and (but more 
                marginally) fast tempi tend to be less 
                fast than we usually hear now. The opening 
                is almost disconcertingly swift, but 
                a refreshing antidote to some of the 
                more lugubrious evocations we often 
                hear. The same can be said of the opening 
                of Part II, where something of mystery 
                is perhaps lost in favour of flowing, 
                balletic movement. Most notable of all 
                are the final two tableaux, which have 
                often been spelt out too deliberately, 
                primevally timeless maybe, but lacking 
                in impetus; no danger of that here as, 
                with percussion well to the fore, the 
                Ancients crowd impulsively upon their 
                victim. Altogether, an enthralling, 
                colourful and frequently fearsome Rite. 
              
 
              
I didn’t look at the 
                recording date until afterwards and 
                quite frankly, I would never have guessed 
                it was over fifty years old; it really 
                is extraordinarily good. Whether it 
                always sounded so good I have no idea, 
                but it sounds like one of the classic 
                Rites to me – and recorded in a single 
                day! If you want bargain versions of 
                these scores and don’t insist on having 
                them labelled DDD, don’t hesitate. If, 
                like me, you are interested in classic 
                performances from the past, then don’t 
                miss these finely remastered accounts. 
              
 
              
Christopher Howell 
                 
              
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