During the last year 
                it has been my good fortune to learn 
                more of Constantin Silvestri (1913-1969) 
                as a fully rounded musician, rather 
                than just as a conductor. Performances 
                of his music (review) 
                and reading the only biography of him 
                to appear in English (review) 
                have no doubt been a great help in this, 
                but for many Silvestri remains known 
                exclusively as a conductor of some merit. 
              
 
              
This second BBC Legends 
                set of Silvestri-led performances is 
                a valuable one because it largely presents 
                works that the maestro never recorded 
                commercially, the exception being Enescu’s 
                First Rhapsody. There were plans to 
                record the Elgar symphonies and even 
                maybe The Dream of Gerontius 
                with the BSO for EMI, but Silvestri 
                died before the sessions could take 
                place. 
              
 
              
Another point of interest 
                is the provenance of these recordings 
                – each, with the exception of Arnold’s 
                Beckus the Dandipratt overture, 
                was recorded from radio broadcasts by 
                Silvestri himself. His personal recording 
                collection today forms part of the Wessex 
                Film and Sound Archive, now the only 
                available source for these recordings; 
                the original BBC tapes appear to have 
                been lost or deleted. That Silvestri 
                found these performances worth preserving 
                is the point. Whether he intended to 
                use them for pure enjoyment’s sake or 
                as private reference for future recordings, 
                noting from them what worked well or 
                not so well, is not known. 
              
 
              
Silvestri’s EMI recording 
                of Elgar’s In the South has long 
                held the interest of collectors and 
                alerted listeners to the conductor’s 
                credentials. His conception of Elgar 
                to my ears is somewhat more hot-blooded 
                than you get with, say, Adrian Boult. 
                That does not suggest however that Silvestri 
                cannot be just as persuasive. His Cockaigne 
                overture (In London Town) is 
                drawn across a fairly large canvas with 
                bold gestures. You feel that this is 
                perhaps not a native Londoner’s account, 
                but Silvestri swaggers with confidence 
                and affection along the city streets 
                as he takes the BSO through the score. 
              
 
              
Elgar has never seemed 
                to me the most natural of symphonists. 
                Indeed, it is worth noting that Elgar 
                himself took time to come to terms with 
                his compositions in the genre. That 
                Silvestri largely makes sense of the 
                work and convinces me that Elgar is 
                an impressive symphonist is much to 
                his credit. The work doesn’t adopt the 
                notion of contrasting ideas throughout 
                its duration, but presents this idea 
                in contrast with the slow evolution 
                of phrasing from a germinal idea. 
              
 
              
Silvestri launches 
                the opening movement by adopting a broad 
                tempo that amply brought out the ‘nobilmente’ 
                inherent in scoring and directive marking. 
                The BSO plays with surging tone that 
                carries a strong sweep to the line, 
                and even slow-building premonition at 
                times. That the orchestra has been well 
                drilled is evident, with clarity of 
                individual lines being important for 
                Silvestri. He is not afraid to shade 
                down more than other conductors (notably 
                Boult) at times but the playing he secures 
                falls squarely within the natural Elgarian 
                tradition. The second movement is taken 
                at a brisk striding pace with the brass 
                and timpani coming well to the fore 
                when required. Real enjoyment is captured 
                in the music-making. The third movement 
                is notable for the BSO’s luxuriant string 
                tone and delicately spun wind lines 
                – a fine testament to the level of playing 
                Silvestri brought the BSO to during 
                his tenure. The closing movement has 
                a grandeur about it that still further 
                bespeaks confidence in the playing, 
                moving from passages tinged with shadows 
                and half-lights recalling the opening 
                movement towards a conclusion that carried 
                forward by its own inevitability. 
              
 
              
Malcolm Arnold’s wonderfully 
                titled Beckus the Dandipratt 
                overture can easily be thought to be 
                an English cousin of Strauss’s Till 
                Eulenspiegel. There’s certainly fun 
                to be had here and Silvestri – a man 
                of keen wit himself – leaves no joke 
                untold. That the idiom of the piece 
                seems resolutely to straddle the idioms 
                of both English and continental Romanticism 
                at times surely helps Silvestri’s cause. 
                Just as in rehearsals he would flit 
                between languages to get his point across, 
                so it is with the music here. Who’s 
                to mind if it’s a strange mix; it works 
                wonderfully and one can sense the BSO’s 
                enjoyment of the high jinx too. The 
                LPO are about to release a recent live 
                account of this overture under the direction 
                of Vernon Handley. I’m willing to bet 
                that it’s a close run thing between 
                the two accounts; with stereo sound 
                of some immediacy adding to the attractiveness 
                of Silvestri’s account; this is a version 
                that will take some beating. 
              
 
              
For me the high point 
                of the set is found at the start of 
                the second disc: Tchaikovsky’s Second 
                Symphony. With the first and the third 
                symphonies, or the latter two piano 
                concertos, it has been long overlooked 
                by the public, orchestras, conductors 
                and music promoters. Silvestri makes 
                a serious and cogent case for its place 
                in the mainstream repertoire of any 
                self-respecting orchestra. Unafraid 
                to demand bold, though never harsh, 
                playing from the BSO, Silvestri draws 
                out the drama of the work in the grandest 
                of gestures. The 
                opening Andante sostenuto is immediately 
                meditative in character, before contrasting 
                with a rather livelier Allegro vivo 
                second section. With his instinct for 
                dramatic contrast, Silvestri makes much 
                of the movement through investing it 
                with strong rhythmic incisiveness whilst 
                never neglecting sonority of brass parts 
                in particular. The march rhythms evident 
                within the second movement rise and 
                fall in prominence throughout is span 
                to create gentle contrasts with more 
                lyric material. The brisk scherzo and 
                trio third movement showcases some lively 
                upbeat playing across all orchestral 
                sections, often with delicacy being 
                at the forefront of considerations. 
                Silvestri however ensures that contrasting 
                emotions are present as he builds the 
                influence of certain and imposing passages. 
                The final movement picks up on this 
                notion with grandly phrased brass and 
                timpani opening flourishes, before moving 
                on to efficiently contrast three distinct 
                sections and secure a powerful conclusion. 
                Listen to how the piccolo line bounces 
                jauntily along briefly to provide colour 
                against the massed strings and percussion. 
                Indeed, with all Silvestri’s undoubted 
                affinity for the showy elements of music-making, 
                there is much material here that suits 
                his particular style of music-making. 
                The BSO are more than willing to follow 
                his lead. This is a reading I will revisit 
                with much enthusiasm for the contributions 
                of all concerned. As in the Elgar symphony, 
                the sound quality is very clear. Climaxes 
                are full and uncongested, with piano 
                lines being well captured too. 
              
 
              
Debussy’s Jeux 
                comes from an entirely different sound 
                world, but one that Silvestri had some 
                experience of as head of the Paris orchestra 
                after leaving Bucharest. The quality 
                of the sound does much to disrupt Silvestri’s 
                game of tennis with Debussy, so much 
                so that it seems one game short of being 
                a full set played. With so much of the 
                score reliant upon spatial clarity and 
                the vivid interplay of voices it’s a 
                shame that the somewhat congested acoustic 
                does not let something more representative 
                of Silvestri’s full interpretation to 
                come through. Another mixed success 
                is the recording of Britten’s Four 
                Sea Interludes from Peter Grimes 
                which is marred by significant audience 
                coughing in places. 
              
 
              
Enescu might have grown 
                to particularly resent that his youthful 
                first rhapsody overshadowed more intricate 
                and representative compositions, but 
                Silvestri made it his calling card encore 
                of choice around the concert halls of 
                the world. Standing in the wings he 
                would give a signal for the wind soloists 
                to begin the freely spun opening, prior 
                to Silvestri timing his arrival at the 
                podium to bring in the first orchestral 
                tutti. A clap-trap, sure, but 
                then perhaps only a showy and mercurial 
                genius such as Silvestri could pull 
                it off with fresh abandon time after 
                time. This account certainly makes his 
                Vienna Philharmonic studio recording 
                seem a touch lacking in willingness 
                to push things to extremes. Underneath 
                it all though is a feeling for the music 
                and a joy in making it that is never 
                in doubt alongside such evident affection 
                for his homeland. 
              
 
              
Silvestri’s reputation 
                as a serious and colourful maestro is 
                well served by these vividly characterised 
                performances: this 2 CD set is most 
                enthusiastically recommended. 
              
Evan Dickerson