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              My eyebrows were raised by the anti-chronological programming
                of this disc. Whether deliberate or not, it ensures that the
                best
                    news comes first.
 
 The problems of Beethoven's Grosse Fuge might not even exist as it
                    unfolds seamlessly in Klemperer's hands. All the stopping
                    and starting are absorbed into a single, inevitable trajectory,
                    rising steadily to the sublime conclusion. Fine as are so
                    many of Klemperer's Beethoven recordings, I wonder if this
                    is not the greatest of them all. He really does sound born
                    to conduct this work. Despite its early date the fine-sounding
                    recording is stereo with good separation.
 
 He is also unsurprisingly suited to Mozart at his most 
			  proto-Beethovenian in the Adagio and Fugue. There is less variety 
			  of expression and dynamic shading than in the Beethoven - it's all impressively
                    massive and that's that. But these doubts came to my mind
                    only retrospectively after hearing the Serenades.
 
 I should state that I am not naturally resistant to Klemperer's manner
                    in Mozart. Back in the LP days I enjoyed his coupling of
                    Symphonies 31 and 34 so much at a friend's house that I bought
                    my own copy straight away. A rehearing confirms its combination
                    of grandeur with luminosity.
 
 The first two movements of the Serenata Notturna are gruffly vital
                    though after a while I began to feel the music was being
                    shaped with a blunt instrument. It was in the Finale, however,
                    that I realized what was wrong. The upper strings are actually
                    shaping their lines rather elegantly but down below is a
                    doggedly even, un-phrased bass line, at times fractionally
                    behind the beat, which becomes increasingly pervasive and
                    ultimately bogs the whole thing down.
 
 Having noticed this, I found it inescapable for the rest of the programme.
                    For all the robust energy of the first movement of Eine kleine
                    Nachtmusik, accompanying figures are gracelessly mechanical.
                    Some conductors can make the first two notes of the Romance
                    sound like an elegant upbeat to the third note where the
                    rest of the orchestra enters. Under Klemperer they sound
                    like two notes. The even stressing of the three beats in
                    the Minuet has an almost pile-driving effect and in the Finale
                    there is another leaden bass-line. If the upper strings could
                    be separated out and a springier bass-line newly recorded
                    underneath, the performance would actually be rather good.
 
 Handelian grandeur might be expected to respond better to
                    Klemperer treatment but yet again, in the 'Largo e piano' third movement
                    I could only wonder at a conductor who can phrase the upper
                    melodic lines with such unaffected dignity, even sublimity,
                    yet apparently not notice that the bass-line is plodding
                    away with such shapeless automation as to suggest the players
                    are sleepwalking. Their somnolence seems to have affected
                    everyone by the finale. Despite Klemperer's reputation for
                    slow tempos this is the only movement on the disc where the
                    actual tempo seems to be the problem.
 
 Defenders of Klemperer tell us he was concerned to tell us
                    the "unvarnished
                    truth". In certain works this was undeniably impressive and
                    the Beethoven on the present disc represents his art at its
                    greatest. But the "unvarnished truth" is surely a matter
                    of style as well as of notes and at times in Mozart and Handel
                    his own bluntly unceremonious character seems to prevent
                    him from perceiving essential aspects of the music.
 
 The Grosse Fuge remains an essential recording, well worth the price
                    of the disc on its own account. The rest is perhaps best
                    left to those who wish to gain as full a picture as possible
                    of a great and fascinating, but sometimes infuriating musician.
 
 After a brief historical introduction to the recordings the booklet
                    reproduces the original sleeve-notes by Deryck Cooke and
                    Alec Robertson, reminding us what a wealth of good material
                    disappeared with the transition to CD.
 
 Christopher Howell
 
 
   
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