Even after the double centenary of 2010-2011 the flood of Mahler 
            recordings shows no sign of abating. I’m not complaining, mind, 
            but experience suggests most of these newcomers will be serviceable 
            rather than outstanding. As far as the Fourth is concerned fairly 
            recent exceptions include Iván Fischer’s two recordings, one 
            with his Budapest Festival Orchestra (review), 
            the other with the Concertgebouw (review). 
            Both have a life-renewing radiance and lightness of touch that’s 
            most refreshing. Not only that, Fischer’s soprano Miah Persson 
            – a seasoned Mahlerian – is near ideal in the child-heaven 
            finale. Then there are Claudio Abbado’s Lucerne accounts, one 
            of which I reviewed 
            on DVD in 2011. As for Markus Stenz’s Fourth – like much 
            of his recently completed Oehms cycle – it's nowhere near the 
            best available.
            
            That’s before we even consider the classic Mahler Fourths. Of 
            those the Otto 
            Klemperer version with Elisabeth Schwarzkopf – reissued 
            as part of a superbly re-mastered Warner/EMI box – has proved 
            one of the most durable. George Szell and the Cleveland Orchestra’s 
            CBS/Sony Fourth is still much revered, but even a high-res HDTT re-master 
            can’t disguise the age and general fierceness of this 1960s 
            recording. Marc Albrecht, chief conductor of the Netherlands Philharmonic, 
            will be hard-pressed to equal, let alone surpass, any of the versions 
            listed here. Thus far he’s only recorded Das Lied von der 
            Erde (Pentatone PTC5186502), a reading that I found rather wayward 
            and not terribly communicative. In short, it doesn’t begin to 
            challenge the best in the bulging catalogue.
            
            Alas, the first movement of his Mahler Fourth doesn’t fill me 
            with confidence. There’s a distance to both the reading and 
            the recording that isn’t ideal in music that thrives on point 
            and sparkle. Albrecht’s deliberately articulated phrases and 
            some unexpected sonorities took me by surprise too. The former work 
            against a seamless flow of musical ideas and the latter are just plain 
            odd. Most disfiguring, though, is the first big tutti, which is unforgivably 
            crude and overbearing. The recorded balance is partly to blame, but 
            then Albrecht doesn’t scale this performance at all well either.
            
            The second movement, with its scordatura violin part, is 
            no better. Mahler's Hein-inspired grotesqueries are laid on thick 
            and Albrecht almost brings the music to a halt at times. There’s 
            no real spookiness or spontaneity here; instead we get a ponderous, 
            rather gilded response to Mahler’s very precise and colourful 
            writing. Most unsettling, though, is the sense that the dynamics of 
            this recording – not to mention the degree of musical contrast 
            – is constrained in a way that seems almost oppressive. In any 
            event that’s absolutely not what one wants to hear 
            in this most transparent of scores.
            
            Although death is woven into the very fabric of this symphony - especially 
            in the third movement - most conductors maintain a lightness of touch 
            here that prevents this section from sounding too dirge-like. 
            Unfortunately Albrecht isn't one of them, and what should be music 
            of hushed intensity comes across as leaden and lugubrious. Also, as 
            I feared, that liberating tutti is both blatant and disproportionate. 
            The close, hard-struck timps are particularly unpleasant. After that 
            tortuous cortège the lovely, light-filled Wunderhorn finale 
            sounds quite bizarre. The distantly placed soprano Elizabeth Watts 
            is pleasing enough, but there’s little of the wide-eyed wonder 
            or fine vocal shading that Persson and others bring to the piece.
            
            There’s so much that doesn’t work here, both in terms 
            of performance and sonics, that trying to find positives is all but 
            impossible. Indeed, after listening to this download several times 
            I gave up looking. I’m particularly disappointed by Polyhymnia’s 
            recording, especially as their recent Shostakovich Leningrad 
            with Paavo Järvi and the Russian National Orchestra is firmly in the 
            demonstration class (review); 
            their work for RCO Live tends to be first-rate as well. As I hinted 
            earlier we really don't need all these new Mahler recordings, 
            as most are very ordinary - or worse. Three guesses where this one 
            belongs.
            
            A dreary, life-sapping Fourth. Even the sound is lacklustre.
            
            Dan Morgan
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