In the beginning 
                      of the stereophonic era there were several good complete 
                      sets of Rigoletto being issued within just a few 
                      years. The mono LP era produced at least one classic: The 
                      Serafin set with Callas, Di Stefano and an unsurpassed Tito 
                      Gobbi in the title part. I have four early stereo recordings, 
                      which have been my main comparisons for this review: a Maggio 
                      Musicale Fiorentino set, conducted by Gianandrea Gavazzeni, 
                      starring the young Renata Scotto, Alfredo Kraus and with 
                      Ettore Bastianini as Rigoletto; the Decca set under Sanzogno 
                      with Sutherland, Renato Cioni and Cornell MacNeil; this 
                      RCA set from Rome and finally the DG recording from La Scala, 
                      conducted by Rafael Kubelik in a rare foray into Italian 
                      repertoire with Scotto again, Carlo Bergonzi and, the most 
                      controversial role assumption of them all, Dietrich Fischer-Dieskau 
                      as Rigoletto. Back in the early ’sixties this latter was 
                      the version I bought. The singing and playing there has 
                      forever been etched into my musical memory, which means 
                      that this evaluation might be somewhat biased. 
                    Soundwise, especially 
                      in the Direct Stream Digital transfer, the RCA set is in 
                      the forefront, even compared with the most recent efforts. 
                      It’s a big, bold sound with almost ear-shattering fortissimos, 
                      wide dynamics and the first impression is that the orchestra 
                      is so highlighted that the imaginary stage is more or less 
                      swamped. The Duke of Mantua’s first phrases sound very distant, 
                      but turning up the volume a few notches places him more 
                      in focus and although the orchestra becomes even more formidable 
                      it’s still a sound that can be tolerated, which means that 
                      it isn’t unsociable, unless you live in an apartment with 
                      “hear-through” walls. The Gavazzeni is more restricted, 
                      at least in my transfer. My Decca version is on MC. I haven’t 
                      heard the CD transfer, but Deccas of this vintage were always 
                      good. The DG, finally, has a warmer sound than any of the 
                      others and a more natural balance between pit and stage.
                    These sonic 
                      differences also mirror the respective conductor’s view. 
                      Gavazzeni and Sanzogno, well versed operatic maestri and 
                      knowing this work better than their own pocket, adopt a 
                      middle-of-the-road approach: well chosen tempi and well 
                      aware of the drama, nothing extreme and always so very dependable. 
                      Kubelik’s is a warmly lyrical approach, a slim-line interpretation 
                      with perfectly judged tempi, while Solti is the hyper-dramatic 
                      maestro, taking every opportunity to let the magnificent 
                      Rome orchestra ring out. He punches home every round like 
                      a latter-day Rocky Marciano. The thunderstorm in the last 
                      act rages with extra intensity in Solti’s hands. But while 
                      Marciano only had one volume – fortissimo – Solti plays 
                      with the extremes and he carries Alfredo Kraus, who never 
                      had a large voice, through his big number by underlining 
                      but never drenching. But when he pulls out all stops it 
                      is an upsetting experience and the sinister brass in the 
                      prelude at once make the listener understand that the cheerful 
                      atmosphere at the Duke’s party is only on the surface; beneath 
                      is only evil and tragedy. And this runs all through the 
                      drama. This is indeed a very flexible account of Rigoletto. 
                      Solti as a Verdi conductor has sometimes been questioned; 
                      here I feel he is on the right track, just as he was with 
                      Aida, recorded at about the same time.
                    The comprimario 
                      parts are generally well taken, some singers appearing on 
                      more than one set; e.g. real-life couple Fiorenza Cossotto 
                      and Ivo Vinco who are Maddalena and Sparafucile on both 
                      Gavazzeni’s and Kubelik’s sets. On the Solti set under scrutiny 
                      Rosalind Elias is a strong Maddalena while Ezio Flagello 
                      is a rather anonymous Sparafucile, who can’t compete with 
                      Vinco on the Kubelik set or Cesare Siepi in the Sanzogno. 
                      On the other hand David Ward on the Solti set is the most 
                      impressive Monterone of all with a warm sonorous voice and 
                      great dignity. Robert Kerns with a fine Rigoletto voice 
                      is a characterful Marullo and the ever-reliable Piero Di 
                      Palma sings Borsa with his customary pregnancy.
                    But every performance 
                      and recording of this opera stands and falls with the three 
                      main characters and here Solti has much to offer. First 
                      of all he has possibly the best Duke of Mantua on any recording. 
                      It may be a bit surprising that Solti with his blood and 
                      thunder approach chose the most lyrical of them all, but 
                      it works well and, as I have already intimated, he is very 
                      considerate and adjusts the dynamics to put Kraus in the 
                      best possible light. He is merry and insouciant in Questa 
                      o quella, audibly infatuated in the duet with Gilda, 
                      sung with such elegance. The prelude to his second act aria 
                      is very fast, nervously Solti-ish, if you see what I mean, 
                      but the maestro relaxes when the Duke enters and Kraus’s 
                      singing is lovely. He projects his reedy voice so superbly 
                      that it sounds bigger than it actually is and he phrases 
                      with the utmost sensitivity. This is aristocratic singing 
                      in long, unbroken phrases and a wonderful pianissimo end. 
                      The recording being absolutely complete means that the cabaletta 
                      Possente amor is also included and he delivers it 
                      with verve, although the final note is pinched. In the last 
                      act La donna è mobile is sung with a certain swagger 
                      and the elegance of Tito Schipa. There is no higher praise. 
                      He is of course also the Duke on the Gavazzeni set, made 
                      some four years earlier, and almost just as good, but a 
                      few extra years of experience have given him even more insight. 
                      Carlo Bergonzi on the Kubelik set is wonderful too and an 
                      even greater Verdian and with a more truly Italianate voice 
                      he may be a safer proposition for traditionalists. I have 
                      always liked his interpretation here but for once I prefer 
                      Kraus with a hair’s breadth.
                    Anna Moffo started 
                      as a purely lyrical soprano, singing among other things 
                      a lot of Mozart in the beginning. She was Susanna on Giulini’s 
                      Le nozze di Figaro and for EMI she also recorded 
                      a whole Mozart recital. Her debut recital for RCA, recently 
                      reviewed on these pages, also finds her in lyrical and florid 
                      repertoire so she should be a good Gilda – and she is. Few 
                      sopranos in this role have sung it so beautifully with that 
                      creamy well-equalized voice and sure-fire intonation. In 
                      Caro nome she has no difficulties negotiating the 
                      pin-point high notes at the end; she phrases so musically. 
                      The duet with Kraus and then the three scenes with Rigoletto: 
                      Figlia! – Mio padre in act 1 (CD 1 track 9), Tutti 
                      le feste in act 2 (CD 2 track 7) and Lassù in cielo 
                      in act 3 (CD 2 track 21) are also sung with great beauty. 
                      But? Didn’t I hear a “but”? Yes, I’m afraid so. It is after 
                      all a monochrome voice. She lacks the ability to be expressive 
                      by colouring the voice. Scotto with both Gavazzeni and Kubelik 
                      is more involved although not so vocally secure. Hers was 
                      not really a Gilda voice, even though she sang Lucia on 
                      a very good recording with Di Stefano and Bastianini in 
                      the late ’fifties; especially in the Kubelik recording she 
                      can be unattractively shrill. Sutherland is of course superior 
                      in every vocal respect but she doesn’t characterize much 
                      either. Anyway, for pure beauty of tone and vocalization 
                      Moffo is hard to beat.
                    Rigoletto, the 
                      jester, is one of the greatest of all baritone parts and 
                      most great singers have wanted to have a stab at him. Three 
                      of the baritones involved on the four recordings I am discussing 
                      have true Italianate voices, warm, rounded, dark-hued and 
                      with lots of power. Only one is Italian, Ettore Bastianini 
                      on the Gavazzeni set. Although he was one of the greatest 
                      with his nut brown, steady and mightily beautiful voice 
                      he very often left an impersonal impression. Some months 
                      ago I reviewed a live recording of Don Carlo, unearthed 
                      from the Met’s archives, where he was a brilliant Posa, 
                      involved and noble, but his Rigoletto feels distanced, anonymous. 
                      As pure singing it is a lesson to any aspiring baritone 
                      but interpretatively he only skims the surface. Cornell 
                      MacNeil, a singer I have much admired, also feels distanced. 
                      He is certainly involved but sounds generalized – this could 
                      be any baritone character within the Verdi canon. Robert 
                      Merrill on the Solti recording is another matter. Having 
                      one of the most glorious baritone voices during the post-WW2 
                      era his reputation as an actor was never high: he recorded 
                      Rigoletto in the mid-1950s with Björling and Roberta Peters 
                      and was – glorious but bland. But under Solti’s baton he 
                      is ennobled. His voice is still a glorious instrument but 
                      here he also has “face”; he is involved, he lives the part. 
                      His voice is filled with fear when he walks home in the 
                      dark after Monterone’s damnation; full of fatherly concern 
                      when he meets Gilda; anguished in his plea to the courtiers 
                      in the second act aria. His wrath at the end of the act, 
                      Si, vendetta, is tremendous. In the last act, when 
                      the Duke is heard singing his La donna è mobile for 
                      the third and last time and it dawns on Rigoletto that his 
                      enemy is alive, the despair in his voice is tangible as 
                      also is the resignation when he finds that the corpse in 
                      the sack is Gilda. Apart from Gobbi on the old mono recording 
                      and Cappuccilli on Giulini’s DG version there are few better 
                      Rigolettos. Yes, one – Dietrich Fischer-Dieskau on the Kubelik 
                      set, but this is very much a question of one’s view of Rigoletto. 
                      Fischer-Dieskau has no Italian voice and he can’t challenge 
                      the other baritones mentioned here when it comes to volume, 
                      but he digs deeper into the heart and soul of Rigoletto 
                      than any of them. Too deep, some detractors say. He tackles 
                      the role with the Lieder singer’s array of word-pointing 
                      and detailed voice colouring, sometimes crooning with his 
                      lightest tenor baritone, sometimes roaring, barking, shouting, 
                      growling. To me this is the most moving portrayal of Rigoletto 
                      ever committed to disc and this is the voice I always imagine 
                      when talking or just thinking of Rigoletto. On his account 
                      only - and in addition one gets Bergonzi’s sovereign Duke, 
                      Scotto’s involved but vocally flawed Gilda and Kubelik’s 
                      warm conducting - this is a set that every lover of this 
                      opera should own. It has recently been reissued at bargain 
                      price. The Solti, set, also retailing at budget price, is 
                      definitely a serious contender with Kraus’s aristocratic 
                      Duke, Moffo’s  beautifully sung Gilda, Merrill as one of 
                      the most idiomatic Rigolettos and Solti wringing every ounce 
                      of drama out the orchestra and a magnificent sound reproduction.
                    The discs come 
                      in a slim-line package with a reproduction of the original 
                      LP sleeve on the front. There is no printed libretto but 
                      inserting disc 1 in the computer one gets access to libretto 
                      with translations. Good for those who have a computer.
                    Göran Forsling