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            Dmitri SHOSTAKOVICH 
              (1906-1975)   
              Symphony No. 5, Op. 47 (1937) [49:00]  
                
              London Symphony Orchestra/Leonard Bernstein  
              Picture: NTSC/4:3/B&W  
              Sound: PCM mono  
              Region: 0 (worldwide)  
              Languages: English, French, German  
              Bonus: Bernstein rehearses Shostakovich Fifth Symphony with the 
              LSO [5:45]  
              rec. live, December 1966, Royal Festival Hall, London  
                
              EUROARTS IDÉALE AUDIENCE  3085318 
              [54:45]   
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                  The year 1966 was a significant one for Leonard Bernstein, whose 
                  CBS recording of Mahler’s Eighth – with the LSO – gave us the 
                  first complete Mahler cycle on disc. Fresh from that great project, 
                  he conducted this live performance of Shostakovich’s Fifth Symphony, 
                  aired by the BBC in January 1967. Watching the black-and-white 
                  film is like opening a time capsule; the short rehearsal segment 
                  shows a middle-aged Bernstein, gravel-voiced and debonair in 
                  a white polo neck, concertgoers’ clothes and distinctive eyewear 
                  a sartorial snapshot of London in the Swinging Sixties.  
                     
                  Nostalgia aside, this concert shows Bernstein at his charismatic 
                  best, directing music by a composer with whom he was closely 
                  associated. It’s also a chance to see the players of the LSO, 
                  who look more like bank managers and accountants than the top-notch 
                  band they were – and still are today. As for the monaural sound 
                  and monochrome picture – the latter in 4:3 only – that really 
                  isn’t an issue when the performers and performance are as distinguished 
                  as this.  
                     
                  Bernstein recorded the Shostakovich Fifth for CBS twice – in 
                  Boston in 1959 and live in Tokyo 20 years later – the latter 
                  undeniably powerful but weighed down by bloated sonics. By contrast, 
                  the leaner BBC sound is more immediate, the deep-digging basses 
                  – in both the Moderato and Allegretto – impressively sonorous, 
                  the woodwind and strings superbly caught. There’s a nervous 
                  energy here that I just don’t find in the Tokyo recording, the 
                  phrasing sharper and more telling as well. That’s not surprising, 
                  as Bernstein was notoriously self-indulgent in his later performances, 
                  often sacrificing vitality and thrust in the process; those 
                  who’ve heard his protracted Pathetique 
                  and Enigma 
                  Variations (DG) will know that only too well.  
                     
                  Another startling aspect of this DVD is the heightened sense 
                  of vulnerability in the music’s more introverted moments, those 
                  writhing, upward figures especially bleak. Indeed, there’s more 
                  interest here in terms of colour and texture, of light and shade, 
                  than there is in that rather bland – but sheerly beautiful – 
                  Tokyo performance. The restored visuals are also sharp and well 
                  contrasted, not at all like the grainy, soft focus footage one 
                  usually associates with such archive material. But really it’s 
                  the bipolarity of this symphony that’s most compelling, calm 
                  and cataclysm uneasy bedfellows throughout. And if there’s a 
                  trace of Mahler anywhere it’s in the Allegretto, with strongly 
                  characterised playing from the woodwind and brass.  
                     
                  It’s been a while since a Shostakovich Fifth has chilled me 
                  so, the Largo as desolate as I’ve ever heard it. There’s a concentration 
                  here, a unanimity of purpose, that’s just extraordinary. And 
                  the interplay of flute and harp has seldom seemed so ethereal, 
                  Bernstein wringing every last ounce of tension from those gaunt, 
                  spiralling tunes. Thankfully it’s not as overwrought as it might 
                  seem, although seasoned Lenny watchers will be mesmerised – 
                  or irritated – by Bernstein’s anguished podium antics. Frankly 
                  it’s never bothered me, the close-up during that spectral harp 
                  passage betraying just how complete the conductor’s connection 
                  with this symphony really is. It’s spellbinding stuff, and a 
                  tribute to the Beeb’s intuitive camerawork.  
                     
                  The finale is suitably volcanic, the rage and spit of this music 
                  superbly rendered. In the tuttis the LSO play with controlled 
                  frenzy, the timps and brass as lacerating as you’ll ever hear. 
                  But it’s those rare moments of repose that really stand out, 
                  Bernstein building the climaxes in a way that’s entirely his 
                  own. Remarkably, the recording shows no hint of stress or strain, 
                  the cymbals and bass drum powerfully present. As for that pounding 
                  peroration, it burns with the whitest, hottest heat, the audience 
                  – commendably quiet for December – roaring their approval at 
                  the close.  
                     
                  The rehearsal clip – a mere 5:45 – isn’t really worth the trouble, 
                  and Euroarts offer a flimsy leaflet rather than a booklet. A 
                  pity, as some background information on this recordings would 
                  have been useful. Still, it’s the music that matters, and there 
                  are no caveats there.  
                     
                  Vintage Lenny; not to be missed.  
                     
                  Dan Morgan  
                     
                   
                   
                   
                 
                
                
                  
                  
                
                 
                   
                 
                 
             
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