This DVD is a permanent 
                record of yet another May Day concert 
                given by the Berlin Philharmonic Orchestra, 
                this time in the beautiful surroundings 
                of the Teatro Massimo in Palermo. The 
                DVD comes complete with a short (20 
                minute) documentary on Palermo and its 
                theatre which whilst not worth buying 
                the DVD for, is a very good bonus and 
                well worth having, particularly if you 
                have been on holiday in this city. 
              
 
              
The disc is a co-production 
                with a number of European broadcasting 
                organisations, and once again, the BBC 
                is noticeably absent from the proceedings. 
                The concert is directed by the usual 
                DVD director, Bob Coles. His name is 
                promise enough that you are in for a 
                visual as well as an audio feast. 
              
 
              
The concert gets off 
                to a very lively start with Beethoven’s 
                Egmont overture. As you may know, 
                Abbado has just recently completed a 
                Beethoven Cycle (also in Italy, but 
                Rome). I am not sure whether Sicilians 
                consider themselves Italian, but no 
                matter. The theatre is a spectacular 
                visual feast, and Bob Coles makes the 
                best of this. 
              
 
              
Abbado’s style with 
                Beethoven is quite well known, and here 
                the interpretation is clear and direct 
                with plenty of adrenaline flowing in 
                the closing pages. 
              
 
              
The orchestra is then 
                joined by Gil Shaham for a performance 
                of the Brahms Concerto, which Abbado 
                and he recorded some years ago for DG. 
                This studio performance was well received 
                and I am pleased to be able to say that 
                this performance is similar and well 
                worth having on DVD. I do not know how 
                he does it, but with Shaham, I find 
                that there are very few extraneous noises 
                from the instrument, and this is replicated 
                here. 
              
 
              
The main work is the 
                Dvořák 
                Symphony, complete with first movement 
                repeat, and played with the kind of 
                commitment that one is used to hearing 
                from the Czech Philharmonic. Towards 
                the end of his tenure with the Berlin 
                Philharmonic, Abbado had a long and 
                serious illness, which some pundits 
                reckoned he wouldn’t survive. On the 
                visual evidence of this concert, he 
                still wasn’t out of the woods, even 
                allowing for his deep suntan. However 
                his control of the orchestra is never 
                in doubt, to say nothing of their commitment 
                to their Music Director. 
              
 
              
They receive a tremendous 
                response from their Sicilian audience 
                (standing ovation plus a deluge of flowers) 
                which is rewarded with an encore. In 
                the circumstances this was highly appropriate 
                to the location. Here, Abbado is in 
                his element with Italian Opera: the 
                overture fizzes with excitement. One 
                would not believe that we had reached 
                the end of a long concert and the audience 
                once again goes wild. In common with 
                other Southern European cities, the 
                conductor continually is recalled for 
                curtain calls after the orchestra has 
                left the podium. Almost, but not quite 
                as good as being there. 
              
  John Phillips