This Supraphon release marks the centenary of Czech
                      conductor Václav Smetáček’s
                      birth, but also the twentieth anniversary of his death.
                      His position in Czech musical life was a varied one, being
                      a musicologist and university professor of distinction
                      whilst being active as an oboist and composer as well as
                      a conductor of a wide range of orchestras at home and abroad.
                      From 1942 to 1972 he served as chief conductor of the Prague
                      Symphony Orchestra. These two recordings from the early
                      1960s capture that partnership in fine form.
                
                 
                
                
                The Romeo and Juliet overture
                is given in a vividly drawn account, which owes much to Smetáček’s
                    dramatic sense of pacing, the full and up-front tone of the
                    orchestra and occasional spotlighting of instrumental lines
                    to increase their impact. Built out of passages portraying
                    several distinct episodes from Shakespeare’s drama, this
                    is an overture that relies more on contrast between the elements
                    rather than seeking unity of them.  Smetáček’s reading
                    delivers much in the way of internal contrast. He brings
                    out the terseness of orchestration within the Friar Laurence
                    episode at the start and the fights between the Montagues
                    and Capulets are given real energy, as they must if they
                    are to be fully effective. That said, the shifting harmonics
                    of Tchaikovsky’s soaring love theme are real heart-on-sleeve
                    material and one can sense the excitement behind the playing.
                    The closing coda forms a tragic epilogue depicting the lovers’ deaths,
                    and here Smetáček more than hints at the introspection
                    Tchaikovsky requires. The 1963 sound is faithful and atmospheric
                    without being overly hard-edged – indeed only the often-used
                    cymbals seem to suffer much in this regard.
                
                 
                
                The First
                      Symphony is a work of some precociousness, even when
                      considered against the composer’s later works in the genre.
                      Recently I was impressed by the work in concert with the
                      London Philharmonic Orchestra under Vladimir Jurowski (see
                      review). Smetáček, like Jurowski, makes much of the
                      strength in Tchaikovsky’s orchestration throughout, though
                      he does not unsettle the first movement quite as much.
                      This is
                      a movement noticeably influenced by thoughts of nature
                      at the start, progressing to more personal matters as the
                      music progresses. Over the darkly hued strings, the woodwinds
                      chirrup to good effect adding some atmosphere along the
                      way. Much the same mood pervades some of the second movement,
                      with themes freely inspired by folk material. Ultimately
                      though the landscape grows ever more frosty, and it is
                      this change in atmosphere that Smetáček’s forces convey
                      with such ease. 
                
                 
                
                The
                    third movement scherzo sees much interplay between light and
                    shade in the orchestration, with instrumental weight playing
                    a decisive role. If the link to the ensuing allegro
                    scherzando giocoso is momentarily tentative, the section once in full flow moves with elegance
                    and grace. Reasonable care with the recording balance and
                    dynamic levels ensures that much detail within the brass,
                    woodwind and timpani parts tells without being overstated.
                    The symphony closes with a lengthy andante lugubre – allegro
                    maestoso movement.
                    Its more sullen mood is evident in the opening bassoon line,
                    but flute, clarinet and massed strings strive to lighten
                    things temporarily. Around three minutes into the movement
                    premonitions of future great events begin to take hold, and
                    there is little tentative in the transition at this point.
                    Ultimately the fugal writing that dominates the final minutes
                    leads Vít Roubíček in his concise yet informative booklet
                    note to write:
                
                 
                
“…                the
                    composition suffers somewhat from the typical malady of all
                    beginning geniuses, which is to say that it is overflowing
                    with geysers of ideas which are not always handled well from
                    the standpoint of form [with] its youthful energy and frankness”. 
                
                 
                
                There
                    is, in my view, some justification for the remark. It would
                    however be a mistake to see the work as fatally flawed as
                    a consequence, as Smetáček’s account bears out. He takes
                    Tchaikovsky at face value and makes no apologies for the
                    composer’s freely exhibited youthfulness of expression. As
                    a result, one becomes aware just how much Tchaikovsky owed
                    to western European musical style, even at an early age.
                    Such knowledge only serves to heighten ones appreciation
                    of Tchaikovsky’s later works in this genre and others. 
                
                 
                
                A
                    rewarding and recommendable disc: the symphony in particular
                    is given its due in a highly involving reading.
                
                     
                
                    Evan Dickerson