Korngold had a rather mixed career. A child-prodigy who was 
                  hailed by Mahler, Puccini and Strauss, he composed his first 
                  piano sonata when he was nine and wrote his first operas at 
                  19. Die tote Stadt was a world success and so disappeared 
                  to the United States and became a pioneer of Hollywood film 
                  music. After the war he again took up concert music and wrote 
                  a violin concerto and a symphony. By then he felt dated and 
                  never got the recognition he would have deserved. Not until 
                  the early 1970s was there a Korngold renaissance. RCA recorded 
                  some of his film music and within a couple of years also his 
                  symphony, string quartets and Die tote Stadt. Today 
                  he is established in most camps and it has been a long time 
                  since someone called his music ‘more corn than gold’.
                   
                  I belonged to those who adored those film music LPs. Pretty 
                  soon I purchased a recording of his violin concerto, where he 
                  recycled several themes from his film scores. I also had the 
                  recording of Die tote Stadt, conducted by Erich Leinsdorf, 
                  with soloists Carol Neblett, René Kollo, Benjamin Luxon and 
                  Hermann Prey. In the 1990s the Stockholm Royal Opera produced 
                  Die tote Stadt, and I saw it at least twice. I later 
                  bought the live recording under Leif Segerstam, with Katarina 
                  Dalayman a marvellous Marietta and her husband to be, Thomas 
                  Sunnegårdh a fine but occasionally overpowered Paul. Later, 
                  also in the 1990s I saw a rather strange but well sung production 
                  from Opéra National du Rhin at Chatelet in Paris (it is available 
                  on DVD but I haven’t seen it). Just before Christmas 2010 I 
                  was lucky to attend the premiere of the opera at the Finnish 
                  National Opera in Helsinki in an atmospheric and thought-provoking 
                  production. Conducted by Mikko Franck and with Klaus Florian 
                  Vogt and Camilla Nylund as Paul and Marietta this was a performance 
                  that was on a par with the Stockholm production. Vogt was even 
                  better than Sunnegårdh and Kerl and with more easy delivery 
                  than René Kollo. In my review I hoped that some adventurous 
                  record company could be persuaded to record the Helsinki production 
                  and, lo and behold, someone had already done so, in Frankfurt 
                  a year earlier. My mouth watered when I read Vogt’s name in 
                  the cast-list. I was richly rewarded. This is the best Paul!
                   
                  Hearing Vogt some years ago as Walther von Stoltzing in Die 
                  Meistersinger von Nürnberg at the Bayreuth festival I was 
                  first perplexed by his timbre. Here was a very light, lyrical 
                  voice, a Mozart voice in fact. It soon turned out that there 
                  was no lack in volume and heft and his top notes gleamed like 
                  stainless steel. I thought then that this was a voice that should 
                  be ideal for Paul – and so it is. The youthfulness and plaintive 
                  timbre depict Paul’s character perfectly. He combines this with 
                  a fine sense for the text and sensational stamina. Paul is one 
                  of the toughest nuts for a tenor and the long solo he has to 
                  execute at the very end of the opera must be a nightmare after 
                  a long performance filled with vocal challenges. For Klaus Florian 
                  Vogt’s achievement alone this set is worth acquiring, whatever 
                  the merits of the rest of the cast.
                   
                  Those merits are considerable. All the Mariettas I have heard 
                  have been fully up to the requirements and if I were forced 
                  to pick one it has to be the young Katarina Dalayman on the 
                  Stockholm recording. It is however a small margin and Tatiana 
                  Pavlovskaya, after a somewhat shaky start, is superb. The famous 
                  scene in the first act, Glück das mir verblieb is marvellously 
                  sung by both singers.
                   
                  Some years ago Hedwig Fassbender was a good Isolde on the Naxos 
                  recording of Tristan und Isolde at the Stockholm Opera. 
                  Here she is a strong, dramatic and expressive Brigitta, Paul’s 
                  housekeeper. She has a glorious voice – I am also very fond 
                  of a Strauss Lieder disc, also on Naxos – and it’s a pity that 
                  the role isn’t bigger. Paul’s friend, Frank, is sung by Michael 
                  Nagy and he isn’t bad, far from it, but he doesn’t quite get 
                  under the skin of Frank who remains a bit anonymous. He also 
                  doubles as Fritz, the Pierrot, which means that he has the second 
                  well known number: Mein Sehnen, mein Wähnen, which 
                  he sings powerfully and beautifully. For all his excellence 
                  I would have liked him to be more mellifluous. Stephan Genz 
                  in the Chatelet production is my ideal – or Thomas Hampson on 
                  an EMI disc with German arias. The minor roles are – minor but 
                  important and are well executed here.
                   
                  A major role, on the other hand, is played by the conductor. 
                  Sebastian Weigle, Generalmusikdirektor at Oper Frankfurt is 
                  today one of the most distinguished conductors in German repertoire 
                  in all the important opera houses. That includes Sydney, Vienna, 
                  New York, Dresden and Bayreuth. Korngold’s lavish orchestration 
                  can be a problem, since there is always a risk that the orchestra 
                  will drench the singers. Yet if it is subdued too much the colours 
                  tend to pale. On this recording neither of these situations 
                  occurs. The playing is fresh and colourful, tempos are well 
                  chosen and the balance, often so problematic in live recordings, 
                  is everything one could wish. External noises are practically 
                  non-existent. All in all this is a recording of Die tote 
                  Stadt that should attract a wide audience. Whether it is 
                  also the best of the three CD sets is another question. All 
                  three have many merits and few weaknesses. True admirers of 
                  Korngold should have all three.
                   
                  Göran Forsling