Seen and Heard Concert 
              Review
              
              
                Puccini Gala Concert 
                Angela Gheorghiu (soprano); Philharmonia Orchestra/Ion Marin, 
                Royal Festival Hall, 10 May, 2005 (CC)
              
                Angela Gheorghiu evidently has a large and avid following, judging 
                by this sold-out event. But then again, so does Renée 
                Fleming and there are big differences. Whatever caveats I 
                may voice below, Gheorghiu is a genuine artist and a real singer. 
                She shows real affinity for her chosen music (in this case almost 
                exclusively Puccini) and, while possessing a beautiful voice, 
                she uses it to express what is in the music. Much more sensible!
              
                The Philharmonia had a fair amount to do. A suspicious amount, 
                some might say. Berlioz’ Roman Carnival Overture 
                kicked things off, its exciting beginning suiting a virtuoso orchestra. 
                A fast cor anglais melody (from Benvenuto Cellini) told 
                us Marin was keen to get on and get his Romanian compatriot to 
                the stage. Which was pretty much what most of the audience were 
                probably thinking anyway.
              
                Gheorghiu entered for two arias (Edgar and Gianni 
                Schicchi) before leaving the orchestra centre stage once 
                more. The Edgar (‘Nel villaggio’) revealed 
                a singer with a gorgeous voice, who can float a note beautifully 
                and who is supremely even over all registers. It also proved that 
                Gheorghiu’s is not a voice that cuts through orchestras, 
                and if she was pacing herself, she over-compensated rather on 
                occasion. ‘O mio babbino caro’ (the Schicchi 
                aria, and one shared with Fleming’s similar-style concert) 
                was a real siciliano and, even more importantly, a real no narcissism 
                zone. Gheorghiu had the ability to make one believe her emotions 
                and to actually enter into the opera’s scenario at this 
                point. No small achievement under the circumstances. But no sooner 
                had she warmed up than another Overture arrived – Nabucco. 
                The performance was actually much better than the Berlioz had 
                been. Trombones were creamy and there was even drama here, not 
                to mention a rhythmic swing that almost made this an Italian New 
                Year’s Day concert.
              
                Two more arias before the interval. And proof positive that early 
                Verdi to Puccini is a long way to go. ‘Donde lieta uscì’ 
                (Bohème) had Gheorghiu exhibiting supreme control 
                (particularly at the end, the memorable line ‘Addio, senza 
                rancor’) although it was more difficult here to believe 
                the sadness of the scenario. ‘In quelle tride morbide’ 
                (Manon Lescaut) saw Gheorghiu back on form, but then 
                it was time for her to go again …
              
                And for us, too, for a while, for it was the interval. And if 
                you felt short-changed by that, bear in mind that the post-interval 
                ‘Overture’ was nothing other than Tchaikovsky’s 
                Romeo and Juliet Fantasy-Overture (all twenty-two minutes 
                of it!). The difficult to tune woodwind chords of the opening 
                spoke of depleted rehearsal; and if the famous love-theme was 
                expressively moulded, it seemed out of place because there was 
                no tension underlying it. As a run-through this was fine, but 
                as a performance it was a non-starter.
              
                Gheorghiu used music (!) for Puccini’s Salve Regina, 
                a quasi-pious work that, actually, she sang heavenly (no pun intended). 
                Gheorghiu’s dolente approach to ‘Tu che di gel sei 
                cinta ‘ (Turandot Act III, Liù) worked towards 
                a powerful end. We actually got three in a row here, with a magnificently 
                controlled ‘Un bel dì’ (Butterfly) 
                in which Gheorghiu exhibited magnificent breath control. Particularly 
                noteworthy was the way the inverted commas of Butterfly imagining 
                the words ‘Piccina – mogliettina Olezzo di verbena’ 
                came across.
              
                The orchestra seemed at last to grasp its chance to shine in the 
                Intermezzo from Mascagni’s Cavalleria rusticana 
                before the final two items, ‘Che il bel sogno’ (Rondine) 
                and ‘Vissa d’arte’ (Tosca). The Rondine 
                excerpt worked well towards Tosca’s Act II aria. Here in 
                Tosca Gheorghiu seemed at the height of her powers. The perfect 
                attack of the first note (no trace of a scoop up there) led into 
                an account wherein Gheorghiu caressed the line, rising naturally 
                to a climax.
              
                There were, of course, encores and a standing ovation. Again, 
                Gheorghiu used music for one item (Granada!). But in 
                the end she did triumph in a way that completely eluded la Fleming. 
              
              
                Colin Clarke
              
                Further Listening:
              
                Puccini Arias Gheorghiu; Orchestra Sinfonico di Milano Giuseppe 
                Verdi/Coppola. EMI 5 579550