This symphony was a water-shed in Shostakovich’s career, 
          and despite its disappearance – or rather non-appearance - for twenty-five 
          years, remains one of his greatest and most compelling works. I shall 
          not repeat the well-known story of the events surrounding the work; 
          suffice it to say that the piece was withdrawn from rehearsals in the 
          wake of the Lady Macbeth affair, and replaced with the equally 
          great, but more equivocal, Symphony no.5.
        
        Barshai conducts a truly superb performance here. There 
          is no point in doing this piece at all unless you go for the jugular, 
          glorying in the excesses and the deliberately expressed megalomania. 
          Some passages are truly terrifying, such as the headlong rush of string 
          fugato which leads to the main climax of the first movement – 
          never have I heard it attempted so fast, and there is a thrilling feeling 
          of the players hanging on – just – by their fingertips.
        
        The very Mahlerian second movement is done equally 
          well, with a tempo that allows it to flow, yet preserves the essential 
          heaviness. The finale succeeds brilliantly, all its sections rendered 
          sharply and mercilessly, and the ending as devastatingly pessimistic 
          as it should be – the feeling of desolation after so much frantic activity 
          is captured perfectly. Indeed, I have never heard a recording which 
          found a better balance between episodic characterisation and long-term 
          symphonic thinking. 
        
        The orchestral playing is quite outstanding. I mean 
          no disrespect when I say that you wouldn’t guess that this was a German 
          orchestra! Shostakovich admirers will perhaps know what I mean; the 
          German tendency is towards smoothness, richness and blend, whereas this 
          music needs something blatant and elemental in the sound. These players 
          are able to deliver that, overwhelmingly at times, and there is also 
          much quite wonderful solo playing, notably from the principal bassoon, 
          for whom the score is littered with solos – the still, small voice of 
          sanity amongst all the chaos and violence.
        (Interestingly, the first ever recording, by Ormandy, 
          credited the Philadelphia’s principal bassoon Bernard Garfield – that 
          should surely happen here too). 
        
        What a work, and what a performance; and it represents 
          unbeatable value for money at circa £4.99 knocking the creditable Naxos 
          version into a cocked hat – no contest.
        Gwyn Parry-Jones
        See also the Complete symphonies conducted by 
          Barshai reviewed by David 
          Billing Paul 
          Serotsky and Chris 
          Howell