CD1
	    
	    BACH
	    Air on a G string; Wachet
	    Auf *
	    BEETHOVEN
	    Coriolan Overture *
	    LISZT Hungarian
	    Rhapsody No. 2 **
	    WAGNER
	    Magic Fire Music (RPO
	    rec 1973)
	    SMETANA Vltava **
	    BRAHMS
	    Academic Festival Overture
	    ***
	    RIMSKY-KORSAKOV Russian Easter Festival Overture
	    ****
	    RACHMANINOV Vocalise *****
	    
	    CD2
	    
	    ENESCU
	    Rumanian Rhapsody No. 1
	    **
	    VILLA-LOBOS Bachianas Brasileiras No. 5
	    *****
	    PROKOFIEV Romeo and Juliet (five numbers)
	    ******
	    SHOSTAKOVICH Age of Gold (four numbers) ****
	    
	    LSO rec 1974 *
	    RCA Victor SO rec 1960 **
	    New Philharmonia rec 1974 ***
	    Chicago SO rec 1968 ****
	    American SO (with Anna Moffo - soprano) rec 1964 *****
	    NBC SO (members of) rec 1954 ******
	  
	  
	  This is a nice set for those with caramel dentalwork. Each piece is lit and
	  balanced with Stokowski's attention to the bigger technicolor picture and
	  it is Stokowski's picture. The magic is in evidence in the balancings,
	  adjustments and pacing of these familiar works. The recordings (1954-1973)
	  are neon-illuminated but without undue glare. The oldest, Romeo,
	  voluptuous indeed, is a performance in which every succulent drop is milked
	  from the music. Frankly, though I enjoyed it, it is overdone to the point
	  of saturated collapse (think of late Bernstein and then some!).
	  
	  The Bach Air goes sweetly: no dawdling but predictably sheeny big
	  band strings. The Winged Messenger gets under Stokowski's fingernails
	  for the Shostakovich which goes cheekily. Stokowski's mainstream is successfully
	  tapped in the exotic Rimsky and the naughty and cartoon-like Enesco. The
	  Bach Wachet Auf, Wagner and Liszt are nondescript. I had better qualify
	  that remark about the Stokowski mainstream. While, on disc, he is best known
	  for mainstream Russian exotica (Scheherazade, Ilya Muramets and
	  the like) his concert hall reputation was much broader. Of great value and
	  taking up large parts of his concert programmes in Philadelphia (much to
	  the horror of the matriarchal hegemony there) were his performances of
	  contemporary American music.
	  
	  Moffo is not among the very best but is still a paradigm by the side of the
	  operatic divas who have felt (or been told that they are) duty bound to
	  immemorialise their interpretations. In the lovely Vocalise she struggled
	  once but otherwise triumphed. Vltava has a lovely sense of ebb, flow
	  and depth (offset by congestion during the loud passages) making us wonder
	  about a complete Stokowski Ma Vlast. Coriolan (dramatic) and
	  Academic Festival round off this generously timed and spirited collection
	  - a tonic for those who want to slough off the politically correct. There
	  is a brief and rudimentary scene-setting essay in three languages.
	  
	  Reviewer
	  
	  Rob Barnett