Naxos has a large 
                    number of complete, or ongoing, cycles of one sort or another 
                    in its catalogue and many of them can stand comparison with 
                    the best. Unfortunately the Mahler symphony cycle hasn’t been 
                    one of them, at least the ones I’ve caught, where my general 
                    impression has been to agree with the critics who’ve dubbed 
                    them ‘worthy’ or ‘honest’. It appears the cycle has been shared 
                    out between Michael Halasz and Antoni Wit and it has to be 
                    said that the highest praise has been reserved so far for 
                    4 and 6, both conducted by Wit and neither of which I’ve heard.
                  Coming completely 
                    fresh, as it were, to this Eighth, I have to say I have been 
                    quite surprisingly bowled over, so much so it makes me want 
                    to get hold of those other Wit Mahler recordings. I know what 
                    a dynamic yet thoughtful conductor he can be from loads of 
                    other Naxos discs, notably the Lutosławski and Penderecki 
                    series (perhaps understandable), his superb accompaniments 
                    for the Prokofiev and Rachmaninov concertos, to say nothing 
                    of his recent and universally praised Alpine Symphony. 
                  
                  All those recordings 
                    prove what a superb orchestral technician he is, coaxing playing 
                    of great virtuosity from a variety of ensembles but caring 
                    deeply about balance, texture and sonority. So it is with 
                    this Eighth, where one of the immediate delights is the welter 
                    of huge but controlled sound that bursts forth from the speakers, 
                    pinning you back with its force but never rushed or hard driven. 
                    In fact, I have to praise his choice of tempos throughout, 
                    fast enough to be exciting but never tipping over into a breakneck, 
                    hell-for-leather mess. The choral contribution is the other 
                    immediate delight, full-toned and resonant, never squally 
                    or vibrato-laden but tight, disciplined and, in fact, inspired. 
                    This ‘Veni Creator Spiritus’ is, to quote Deryck Cooke, a 
                    ‘great confident shout to the skies’ but Wit always understands 
                    that this opening motif is the basic seed for the entire work 
                    and that this is a first movement allegro, not the 
                    climax. There is a whole symphony to go and Wit makes sure 
                    that we don’t get overkill too soon. This in turn means managing 
                    the many tricky gearshifts and tempo fluctuations, something 
                    he achieves with a consummate skill that is, to my ears, the 
                    most convincing since Tennstedt. The flow is never broken 
                    even when Mahler keeps slipping ‘etwas zögend’ (somewhat hesitating) 
                    or ‘nicht schleppend’ (not dragging) into the mix. The great 
                    double fugue that starts at ‘Ductore sic te praevio’ is thrilling, 
                    with every strand of the complex contrapuntal texture vital 
                    and crystal clear, but then that goes for the whole movement. 
                    The closing pages, from ‘Gloria Patri Domino’, where the overlapping 
                    choral entries are flung out like shooting stars, feel truly 
                    earned in this performance, and if Wit refuses to press on 
                    as quickly as Solti, it is no less exciting; indeed, it felt 
                    to me possibly even more noble and euphoric for holding its 
                    ground and resisting the temptation to spill over into the 
                    hysterical. It should also be mentioned here that the important 
                    organ part sounds naturally integrated into the whole sound 
                    spectrum rather than planted on later, as some versions suffer 
                    from.
                  The same goes 
                    for Part 2, whose opening prelude is as atmospheric as any 
                    I’ve heard, recorded or live. The orchestral playing has a 
                    luminous sheen, especially the strings, that is quite wonderful 
                    and keeping a steady pace brings out a wealth of textural 
                    detail, especially in the woodwind. Later Wit begins to move 
                    the pace on towards the scherzo section (women’s and boys’ 
                    voices) and thereafter builds an inexorable momentum that 
                    finds its natural release in ‘Alles Vergängliche’, true symphonically-shaped 
                    conducting rather than episode by episode.
                  The very special 
                    choral contribution has been mentioned and the soloists are 
                    not far behind. Timothy Bentch’s Doctor Marianus copes heroically 
                    with the cruel tessitura, still managing to shape the words 
                    and phrases more convincingly than some tenors. Of the sopranos 
                    Marta Boberska has the most radiant timbre but the others 
                    do not really disappoint, and only Piotr Novacki’s Pater Profundis 
                    has anything approaching a real wobble among the entire cast.
                  The engineers 
                    work miracles in capturing this whole spectacle with warmth, 
                    fullness and precision. Nothing is falsely highlighted, something 
                    you can’t quite say about the Solti, and this sound quality 
                    is easily the equal of Sinopoli’s beautifully recorded DG 
                    version. Talking of other performances, there’s no doubt the 
                    Solti holds a special place among classic Eighths, especially 
                    so now it is on one lower mid-price Decca disc. The Sinopoli 
                    comes on a DG twofer (with the Tenth Adagio) so is also cheap, 
                    as is the Tennstedt, currently coupled with No.4 as an EMI 
                    Great Recording of the Century. These have for a while been 
                    my personal benchmarks as I haven’t heard recent notable additions 
                    to the catalogue from Chailly and Rattle. If Naxos could just 
                    have squeezed this onto one disc (maybe just possible these 
                    days) this would have been a world-beater. As it is, it’s 
                    still exceptional value given the standard of the music-making 
                    on offer and serious Mahlerians really should hear it. 
                  Tony Haywood
                  
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