This 3 CD set contains 
                some of the most glorious tenor singing 
                ever recorded. Buy it!!! 
              
 
              
I could have finished 
                there, but since the editor almost certainly 
                would have grumbled, I decided to develop 
                my opinion at some greater length. For 
                there are indeed comments en masse 
                to be made and there are also some hang-ups, 
                and let’s first have those done with. 
              
 
              
The name Ward Marston 
                as Restoration Producer is as always 
                a guarantee that the quality of the 
                sound is the best imaginable. And so 
                it is here as well, but not even he 
                can do much about scratchy strings, 
                a generally thin orchestral sound and 
                a substantial helping of extraneous 
                noises: coughs (all right, it was recorded 
                the day before Christmas Eve and the 
                winter cold had begun in N.Y.), bumps, 
                even some small talk. And of course 
                stage movements are heard, some of them 
                contributing to the atmosphere of being 
                there at the old MET. Some of it is 
                slightly irritating and in one scene 
                there is a constant ticking noise that 
                I wasn’t able to identify. 
              
 
              
I wonder where the 
                microphone was placed? The applause 
                after the set numbers is retained and 
                it is good to hear the enthusiasm from 
                the audience. At the end of acts they 
                are quickly faded out and instead we 
                hear the announcer - I suppose it is 
                Milton Cross who was the announcer from 
                1931, when the MET broadcasts began, 
                until 1975 – with colourful comments. 
              
 
              
The sound quality naturally 
                affects the enjoyment of the orchestra 
                and also the chorus suffers. As usual, 
                however, when the music-making is outstanding 
                one soon forgets the technical shortcomings 
                and just leans back to enjoy the performance. 
                From very early on it is obvious that 
                this will be a thrilling evening. Fausto 
                Cleva adopts generally lively tempos 
                and generates a lot of energy and there 
                are enthusiastic contributions from 
                the chorus. I think Gounod’s sometimes 
                over-sweet music fares well when de-sentimentalized. 
                And Cleva knows when to draw out the 
                phrases, e.g. in the Garden scene duet. 
              
 
              
The Naxos booklet states 
                that Faust is in four acts, while 
                most reference books call it a five-acter. 
                What is here called Act 1 scene 1, the 
                meeting between Faust and Méphistophélès, 
                is normally Act 1 and the next scene, 
                starting with the Drinking chorus Vin 
                ou bière, is Act 2. There 
                are some cuts: the whole first scene 
                of what is here called Act 3, Marguerite’s 
                spinning-song and the scene with Siebel, 
                is omitted and in the last act the Choeur 
                des Feux Follets is gone. On the 
                other hand the ballet music, or most 
                of it, is reinstated in its righteous 
                place in the Walpurgisnacht scene and 
                it is played with such gusto that one 
                soon forgets about the primitive sound. 
                Valentin’s Avant de quitter ces lieux, 
                in Act 1 scene 2, written for Sir Charles 
                Santley, is of course included, but 
                Faust’s drinking song in the last act 
                is unfortunately omitted. 
              
 
              
It is a great relief 
                that the voices are so well caught and 
                as soon as we hear Jussi Björling’s 
                easily recognisable timbre (the first 
                singing in the opera) we know that we 
                are in for an unforgettable night at 
                the opera. This was one of his favourite 
                parts, but besides the cavatina, he 
                never recorded anything from the opera, 
                even if there were plans for a complete 
                recording with Beecham. So much better 
                then, that this document exists. Björling 
                was in tremendous form that evening, 
                he sings with such confidence and authority 
                and pours out a steady stream of golden 
                tone. The whole first scene is a real 
                tour de force of great singing, since 
                the young Cesare Siepi is almost on 
                a par with Björling. When Faust 
                approaches Marguerite at the end of 
                Act 1, Ne permettez-vous pas 
                (CD1 track 13) Björling sings so 
                beautifully and the words je t’aime! 
                (I love you!) are invested with such 
                glow that even a piece of rock from 
                the Scandinavian Mountain Range would 
                melt. The Cavatina (CD1 track 17) is 
                gloriously sung with refulgent tone 
                and a perfect high C, but one misses 
                some of the more lyrical qualities in 
                this aria. On the other hand we get 
                those aplenty in the Garden scene duet 
                (CD2 track 4 and 5) where Ô 
                nuit d’amour must be unsurpassed. 
                And listen to Divine purete (track 
                6 at 3:12) – can anyone regard this 
                as "cool" singing? In the 
                Prison scene duet Mon Coeur est pénétré 
                d’épouvante! (CD3 track 9) 
                is really incandescent. I can only repeat 
                the first sentence of this review: "... 
                some of the most glorious tenor singing 
                ever recorded". 
              
 
              
And Björling isn’t 
                the only glorious singer here. I have 
                already briefly mentioned Cesare Siepi, 
                27 years of age but with an authority 
                and a palette of colours and histrionic 
                skill (including a really devilish laughter) 
                that one thought needed at least another 
                ten years to acquire. His voice, a true, 
                black, velvety bass, can be seductive 
                and menacing, elegant and crude, oily 
                and straight-forward. Le veau d’or 
                (CD1 track 9) is delivered at a rousing 
                tempo, while his Il était 
                temps (CD2 track 3) shows his outstanding 
                legato and the serenade (CD2 track 10) 
                is sung with melting tone and elegance; 
                the first laughter doesn’t sound very 
                diabolic, but the final outburst clearly 
                shows where he belongs. A great portrait 
                of Méphistophélès 
                to set beside Chaliapin’s and Christoff’s 
                assumptions but Siepi is more elegant 
                than either of them. 
              
 
              
The third main character, 
                Marguerite, is here sung by the American 
                soprano Dorothy Kirsten, who seems to 
                be rather under-represented on record. 
                To judge from this hearing she should 
                have had more recording opportunities. 
                She hasn’t quite the innocent charm 
                and the silken pianissimo singing of 
                Victoria de los Angeles, possibly the 
                best Marguerite on disc, but she has 
                still a fine voice, slightly fluttery 
                but with a good ring and she is a fine 
                actor. The song about the King of Thulé 
                and the Jewel song are excellently done, 
                a view which the audience at the MET 
                seems to share. The Church scene finds 
                her in slightly less steady voice but 
                in the concluding prison scene she is 
                back on form again. 
              
 
              
Of the other soloists 
                Frank Guarrera, most well-known perhaps 
                for his Ford in Toscanini’s recording 
                of Falstaff, has steady fine 
                tone in Avant de quitter ces lieux 
                (CD1 track 8). His French is better 
                than the others’, but he lacks the French 
                elegance, he pushes too much and would 
                probably feel more at home in verismo. 
                His death scene is even more forceful. 
                The rest of the cast consists of acceptable 
                comprimario singers. 
              
 
              
The main reason for 
                acquiring the set is the singing of 
                the three main characters and, first 
                and foremost Jussi Björling. The 
                value of the discs is further enhanced 
                by the substantial appendix, containing 
                more than 40 minutes of equally glorious 
                singing from the great tenor as in the 
                opera. There are excerpts from three 
                occasions, first the Telephone Hour, 
                where he sings Schubert’s Ständchen 
                very operatically but gloriously. 
                Compared to Gigli recording Björling 
                still conveys something of the Lied 
                character – and he sings it in German. 
                Victor Herbert’s Neapolitan Love 
                Song, where he challenges 
                and outsings Mario Lanza, is a reminder 
                of his early recording career in the 
                1930s when he recorded quite a lot of 
                popular songs, much of them under the 
                pseudonym Erik Odde – recordings that 
                are due for release on Naxos, at least 
                in Sweden. Whether they can be of general 
                interest for an international public, 
                sung in Swedish, is another matter. 
                The recording is very acceptable, while 
                the Hollywood Bowl recordings are more 
                distant. He sings however a finely nuanced 
                Che gelida manina with a brilliant 
                high C and a lovely pianissimo ending. 
                In the love duet he is partnered by 
                his wife Anna-Lisa, who was a good singer 
                too, which can be heard here, but she 
                chose to have a very limited career 
                of her own and instead take care of 
                the children. Her Mimi is very well 
                sung and she also takes part (uncredited) 
                in the Madrigal from Roméo 
                et Juliette, which is announced 
                by Jussi. The remaining items, recorded 
                in a studio with the Swedish Radio Symphony 
                Orchestra in October 1952 and broadcast 
                on Boxing Day the same year, offer much 
                better sound. Una furtiva lagrima 
                is better sung than either of his official 
                recordings and the aria from Cavalleria 
                rusticana shows him deeply involved 
                with tremendous intensity. "Cool" 
                singer? Bad actor? Just listen to this 
                track and you’ll be converted. His singing 
                In fernem Land from Lohengrin 
                may come as a surprise to many listeners, 
                but Björling would certainly have 
                been a wonderful Lohengrin on stage 
                and on records. Among the many plans 
                for further recording projects that 
                never came to being, was actually Lohengrin. 
                The aria is sung here in Swedish, sensitively, 
                authoritatively with refulgent tone 
                and excellent diction. He sang this 
                aria at his very last concert, just 
                weeks before his untimely death, luckily 
                recorded and later issued by RCA. At 
                the same concert he also sang two of 
                the three Sibelius songs recorded here, 
                Svarta rosor and Säv, 
                säv, susa, two favourite songs 
                of his, recorded several times. They 
                are on the recently issued song recital 
                on Naxos. The first of them, Var 
                det en dröm?, suddenly finds 
                him more recessed, almost as if he were 
                singing from behind the orchestra while 
                the harp is centre-stage. In Svarta 
                rosor (Black roses) the harp is 
                still prominent but Björling is 
                closer to the microphone. This balance 
                problem apart he sings wonderfully with 
                Sten Frykberg providing fine accompaniments. 
              
 
              
This appendix alone 
                is worth the price of the whole set. 
                And since the opera has so much to offer 
                you won’t regret the purchase. You don’t 
                get a libretto but Keith Anderson’s 
                detailed synopsis is a good substitute 
                and Malcolm Walker gives interesting 
                information about the opera and the 
                singers. 
                Buy it! 
              
Göran Forsling