Arnold Schoenberg: Gurrelieder 
        
         A survey 
         Gurrelieder – otherwise Gurre-Lieder, the form of 
          the name which seems to be preferred by native German-speakers - is 
          a cantata of enormous size, running for just under two hours. It could 
          also justifiably be called an oratorio, were it not for the fact that 
          its subject, while presenting explicitly religious themes, is hardly 
          devotional: its protagonist defies and curses God, only to be treated 
          to a kind of pagan apotheosis, rebirth and reunion in the manner of 
          Tristan und Isolde – at least that is the implication. 
         As with many of Wagner’s works, the story of Gurrelieder 
          is based on Nordic myth or legend; in this case – and here I lift the 
          plot summary from Wikipedia as being perfectly good for my purposes 
          - “the medieval love-tragedy…revolving around the Danish national legend 
          of the love of the Danish king Valdemar…for his mistress Tove, and her 
          subsequent murder by Valdemar's jealous Queen Helvig.” Its German text 
          is translated from a poem by the Danish novelist Jens Peter Jacobsen 
          and, as its name indicates, is set in Gurre castle. Both lovers apostrophise 
          Death as the ultimate fulfilment of their love, again in true Tristan 
          und Isolde style. Unlike Wagner’s pair, however, they never duet, perhaps 
          proleptically hinting at the doomed nature of their illicit liaison. 
          The presence of a ghostly horde of vassals is also reminiscent of the 
          crew of Der fliegende Holländer; indeed, the main influences 
          over Schoenberg when he first began Gurrelieder were Wagner 
          and Mahler and in terms of scale and structure, it is a kind of companion 
          piece to Mahler’s contemporaneous Eighth Symphony. 
         It was composed in two sessions separated by an interval of seven 
          years, evolving from a song cycle for soprano, tenor and piano in 1903 
          into its ultimate, mammoth form, in an orchestral adaptation begun in 
          1910 then fitfully pursued over the next couple of years. Its premiere 
          was in 1913, three years after the first performance of Mahler’s so-called 
          Symphony of a Thousand, by which time Schoenberg had abandoned 
          tonal music and written Erwartung. For me, both Gurrelieder 
          and Verklärte Nacht are desert island works but I have no time 
          for Schoenberg’s subsequent ventures into twelve-tone and Expressionist 
          works. Far from seeing that as an improvement or, in his words, “an 
          extension rather than a rejection” of his earlier style, I consider 
          it unfortunate that to my ears Schoenberg appeared progressively to 
          lose his musical mind - but I am aware that others will violently disagree 
          with me. At the same time, I can appreciate that Gurrelieder, 
          being the culmination of Late Romantic excess, left Schoenberg with 
          nowhere to go, musically speaking; along with Mahler’s work, it is stylistically 
          the ne plus ultra of its form, as subsequent developments in 
          musical history demonstrated. 
         The evolution in Schoenberg’s style is clear from a comparison between 
          the two halves; for some listeners there is an incongruous mismatch 
          between the two in the radical shift from the lush, quasi-Wagnerian 
          harmonies in the first and (brief) second parts, where Schoenberg broke 
          off composition in 1903, to the leaner, spikier second half (Part 3), 
          resumed in 1910, featuring the progressive stylistic innovations the 
          composer increasingly embraced. In one sense, that progression adds 
          to the interest of the work as we move further and further away from 
          the former Romantic, grand-scale mode, only for the finale to return 
          to it. For me, despite its innovations, the last part is by no means 
          divorced from the preceding two in terms of style and melody: the more 
          avant-garde music mirrors the dissolution of order while the finale 
          restores it, and thus the dramatic logic remains coherent. 
         Gurrelieder is written for five soloists, a very large choir 
          (three four-part male choruses and an eight-part mixed choir), an orchestra 
          and a narrator who pioneers the technique of Sprechstimme, 
          whereby the speaker intones the text rhythmically and quasi-musically. 
          Despite the orchestra being twice the size of a normal outfit, with 
          enormous, augmented banks of woodwind, brass (including ten horns four 
          of whom must double as Wagner tubas) and percussion, there are times 
          when the soloists are minimally accompanied, so a successful recording 
          must be able to encompass a very wide dynamic range and alternately 
          convey a sense of both space and intimacy. Wagnerian harmonies and even 
          leitmotifs are employed; no wonder Schoenberg was dismissive of it once 
          he had abandoned all the hallmarks of the genre for the spare acerbities 
          or the lush excesses of his subsequent compositions. He even kept his 
          back to the audience while they enthusiastically applauded Gurrelieder 
          at its premiere, behaviour somewhat at odds with his assertion later 
          that year that he “certainly [did] not look down on this work, as the 
          journalists always suppose.” Maybe its success – the greatest of his 
          career - compared with the understandably frosty, even hostile, reception 
          given to his progressive, experimental works such as the Three Pieces 
          for Piano – inclined Schoenberg to be more appreciative of its 
          appeal – albeit grudgingly, as he viewed it as retrograde. He continued 
          to resent its popularity especially when – understandably, in my view 
          – he was reproached for having abandoned its mode in favour of a new 
          modernity. 
         Its lopsided structure means that the poor old chorus has nothing 
          to do until the men yell “Holla!!” in the Peasant’s number a full seventy 
          minutes into the piece, heralding the titanic Ride of the Dead, then 
          singing two rousing, roistering numbers - but the women have to wait 
          out literally the whole duration of a performance until a final five 
          minutes of pandemonium. Hardly a chorister’s favourite, then – unless 
          that final Big Sing is all worthwhile - and they are paid for not doing 
          a lot… 
         Another way of looking at this work is as a glorified song cycle, 
          so while I appreciate that marshalling the combined forces of such an 
          ensemble is vital, for me the single biggest discriminator in a recording 
          is the quality of the solo voices. I realise that you need a technically 
          highly proficient conductor to co-ordinate the forces of orchestra and 
          choir in order to do justice to those massive sonorities, and the final, 
          blazing paean to Nature and the sun has to make its impact, but the 
          emotional core of this rambling, unbalanced, but ultimately fascinating, 
          work lies with the outpourings of feeling from the hero, heroine, two 
          bemused onlookers and, finally, the lyrical recitalist of the poem. 
          Several conductors seem to lose detail in a soup of sound - a problem 
          perhaps exacerbated by the location and the engineering involved in 
          recording a work on such a grand scale - but I can forgive that if the 
          voices are right. However, few works make as overwhelming an impact 
          in their conclusion as in a really full-blooded performance of the final 
          chorus “Seht die Sonne” - which reminds me, albeit incongruously, of 
          the “Hymn to the Sun”, the splendid opening to Mascagni’s Iris. 
        
         There are, to my ears, too many rather windy, over-parted tenors who 
          have had a go at the role of Waldemar; it is emphatically a Heldentenor 
          part and usually nothing less will do – unless, as with a couple of 
          the recordings below, the tenor has the rare lyric-dramatic voice-type 
          which enables him to employ a different and cunning technique in order 
          to cut through. Similarly, a soprano of real heft and amplitude of tone 
          is required for Tove - but also a voice which can be fined down to deliver 
          moments of quiet ecstasy when declarations of love are made. 
         Half a dozen singers below make a really impressive, rich-toned job 
          of the Wood Dove. She has only one, long, central aria – almost a cameo 
          role - but it is crucial to the drama. For the role of the Speaker, 
          Schoenberg specified a tenor and I think a male voice is indeed better; 
          Barbara Sukowa’s two contributions below sound shrill. However, if the 
          manner is correct, it suits any voice-type and is often performed by 
          retired singers or singer-actors with the tonal variety and sense of 
          rhythm to deliver the narration effectively – and some sing snatches 
          of melodic phrase, too. I admit to finding the Peasant’s interjection 
          and Klaus-Narr’s ramblings a bit tedious but they are short interludes 
          and add another dimension to the drama, so they need to be sung well. 
        
         This a work that gets under your skin and like many admirers, I can 
          never resist acquiring another version. I am aware of twenty-four recordings 
          of this huge work, and consider twenty of them below. I have excluded 
          two DVD versions not issued on CD and the reduced scoring version conducted 
          by Neuhold, as being of academic interest only to completists, given 
          that much of the impact of the work depends upon its immense scale. 
          I have not been able to hear the live performance Stokowski conducted 
          in 1962 in Philadelphia but do review his two other recordings, neither 
          of which, sadly, and for different reasons, can be recommended as first 
          choices, despite his mastery of the score. Eight of the twenty below 
          are live performances, which, in modern recordings at least, seems to 
          make little difference sonically and can indeed result in considerable 
          dramatic gain. 
         The recordings: 
         Leopold Stokowski 1932, live (mono) – Pristine 
         The Philadelphia Orchestra 
         Princeton Glee Club, Fortnightly Club; Mendelssohn Club 
         Waldemar: Paul Althouse 
         Tove: Jeanette Vreeland 
         Waldtaube (Wood Dove): Rose Bampton 
         Bauer (Peasant): Abrasha Robofsky 
         Klaus-Narr (Klaus the Jester): Robert Betts 
         Sprecher (Narrator): Benjamin de Loache 
         This is a remastering of the recording made by RCA Victor onto twenty-seven 
          78 rpm sides of the third of three live performances in the Metropolitan 
          Opera House, Philadelphia. The Pristine treatment gives us the best 
          chance yet of hearing its virtues, as snap, crackle and pop have been 
          removed and a much fuller ambience imparted to it; indeed, the improvements 
          Mark Obert-Thorn makes over the original source material is truly phenomenal. 
          Even the choir is reasonably audible and uncongested, if a bit distant. 
          An occasional cough obtrudes but not often. 
         Stokowski has an all-American cast headed by the sturdy, dependable, 
          powerful and, in truth, rather unexciting tenor Paul Althouse. He has 
          the heft, being the Tristan of his day but he is somewhat laboured. 
          He is partnered with the short-lived Jeanette Vreeland who has something 
          of the swoopy, matronly soprano of its period but plenty of power at 
          both ends of her voice – you may hear how, like Ponselle, she frequently 
          employs a proper lower register. The fine principal trio is completed 
          by Rose Bampton who, in contrast to Vreeland, died just short of her 
          hundredth birthday in 2007. She is here still in the mezzo-soprano stage 
          of her career and singing with magnificent depth, steadiness and richness 
          of tone. Former cantor Abrasha Robofsky is a lighter, more incisive-voiced 
          Peasant than usual and Robert Betts is an animated, clear-voiced Jester. 
          Benjamin de Loache is a similarly lively Narrator who sings as much 
          as he speaks – only his German is not entirely idiomatic. 
         You can still hear, through the aural haze, the unhurried beauty and 
          expansiveness of Stokowski’s conducting and the responsiveness to it 
          of an orchestra he directed for over a quarter of a century. As a showman, 
          he obviously relished the brash theatricality of the score but also 
          exhorts his artists not to underplay the pathos of the tender or melancholy 
          passages. 
         This issue also comes with a first track containing Stokowski’s discussion 
          of Gurrelieder, recorded a month later as a filler. While no-one 
          could reasonably make it a first recommendation, even those who do not 
          consider themselves historical recording buffs might concede its merits 
          and listenability. 
          René Leibowitz 1953, studio (mono) - Vox; Naxos; Membran; 
          Lys  
         Chorus and Orchestra of the New Symphony Society, Paris 
         Waldemar: Richard Lewis 
         Tove: Ethel Semser 
         Waldtaube (Wood Dove): Nell Tangeman 
         Bauer (Peasant): John Riley 
         Klaus-Narr (Klaus the Jester): Ferry Gruber 
         Sprecher (Narrator): Morris Gesell 
         Clean, mono sound cannot of course compete with the digital splendour 
          of modern recordings but the listener soon becomes habituated to the 
          narrower sound and this can still be heard with pleasure. There is a 
          reassuringly secure and seductive quality to the conducting of this 
          under-rated conductor and I very much like his flexible approach to 
          rhythm: he employs plenty of rubato and there is a real verve and sweep 
          to the orchestra playing, despite some edge on the violins. 
         Anglo-Welsh tenor Richard Lewis was better known for his undertaking 
          of lighter lyric roles in Mozart and English music but like another 
          British singer, Alexander Young below for Ferencsik, Lewis uses his 
          voice in a penetrating and economical manner, summoning up surprising 
          reserves of power and defying the idea that Waldemar is a role only 
          for Heldentenors. I cannot tell to what extent he was aided by the recording 
          engineers and a drawback of the mono sound is the distancing of the 
          orchestra in the aural perspective, but he can clearly be heard through 
          the more thickly orchestrated sections – indeed, it is the instruments 
          and not the singers who are the causalities of the aural balance and 
          perspective here. Sometimes I would like more heft from his voice but 
          his interpretation is refreshing and valid. 
         American soprano (and multilingual translator!) Ethel Semser is more 
          than adequate without being especially distinctive. She is both rather 
          fruity and shrill in alt, occasionally a little breathless 
          in the faster music and her low notes could be weightier, but like Lewis, 
          her voice carries. Another American singer, mezzo-soprano Nell Tangeman, 
          died young at fifty and made only this one recording. She has a warm 
          tone with a slightly fluttery vibrato, singing expressively, without 
          any special intensity and not eclipsing the finest Wood Doves. 
         For those interested in historical recordings and any of the artists 
          here, this is available cheaply on several budget labels. 
         Leopold Stokowski 1961, live (mono) - Guild 
         London Symphony Orchestra; Edinburgh Royal Choral Union 
         Waldemar: James McCracken 
         Tove: Gré Brouwenstijn 
         Waldtaube (Wood Dove): Nell Rankin 
         Bauer (Peasant): Forbes Robinson 
         Klaus-Narr (Klaus the Jester): John Lanigan 
         Sprecher (Narrator): Alvar Lidell 
         Stokowski made the first recording of Gurrelieder in 1932 
          (first above) and performed it regularly, opening the Edinburgh International 
          Festival with it here in 1961. I reviewed 
          http://www.musicweb-international.com/classrev/2012/June12/Schoenberg_Gurrelieder_GHCD2388.htm 
           
         this eight years ago. You would count on Stokowski of all conductors 
          to have the measure of this music and so it proves. Even so, as much 
          as I admire the performance and despite the Guild label’s best efforts 
          to rehabilitate it, I can think of little reason to endure such screechy, 
          boxy sound as we encounter here when you can hear a well-cast, modern 
          recording, and I derive little pleasure from it. There are too many 
          much better recorded versions of Gurrelieder to justify recommending 
          this one unless you are a die-hard Stokowski completist. 
         There is, however, special historical interest in encountering the 
          under-recorded American mezzo-soprano Nell (not “Nel”, as per the listing) 
          as a lovely Wood Dove. Similarly, British listeners, can hear the celebrated 
          BBC announcer, news-reader and amateur baritone Alvar Lidell as an eloquent 
          Speaker. He intones his verses animatedly in impeccable German. It is 
          a pleasure to hear Gré Brouwenstijn in such thrilling, confident voice 
          as Tove. The chorus is magnificent but often occluded in a mush of sound. 
          Insofar as we can hear it, it is clear that Stokowski brings this mighty, 
          majestic work to a rousing close. 
         No text is provided, but it is available on the Guild website. 
         Rafael Kubelík 1965, Live (stereo) - DG; 
          Urania  
         Symphonie-Orchester des Bayerischen Rundfunks; Bavarian Radio Chorus 
        
         Waldemar: Herbert Schachtschneider 
         Tove: Inge Borkh 
         Waldtaube (Wood Dove): Hertha Töpper 
         Bauer (Peasant): Keith Engen 
         Klaus-Narr (Klaus the Jester): Lorenz Fehenberger 
         Sprecher (Narrator): Hans Herbert Fiedler 
         I have never heard a recording conducted by Kubelik that I did not 
          like and he has here at his disposal the first-class orchestra he directed 
          for many years, recorded in pleasing 60’s stereo sound. Right from the 
          start, the listener feels in safe hands. 
         Unfortunately, I am not charmed by the clumsy, wobbly voice of his 
          lead tenor, who is unlovely of tone and pedestrian in delivery. I quickly 
          lose patience with him; there is an almost comical disjuncture between 
          his laboured manner and the smooth sophistication of Kubelik’s control. 
          Vibrant soprano Inge Borkh is much better – especially those laser top 
          notes – but she has a rather plummy, matronly timbre which is not ideally 
          suited to the diaphanous Tove and her vibrato sometimes becomes a flutter. 
          Hertha Töpper has a large, husky, unwieldy voice with awkward top notes. 
          Given the inadequacy of the principal singers, it matters little what 
          the other virtues of this recording are – and obviously they most prominently 
          reside in the orchestral playing. This is for Kubelik completists only. 
        
         János Ferencsik 1968, live (stereo) - EMI 
        
         Danish State Radio Symphony and Concert Orchestra; Chorus of Danish 
          Radio 
         Waldemar: Alexander Young 
         Tove: Martina Arroyo 
         Waldtaube (Wood Dove): Janet Baker 
         Bauer (Peasant): Odd Wolstad 
         Klaus-Narr (Klaus the Jester): Niels Møller 
         Sprecher (Narrator): Julius Patzak 
         Revisiting this recording after having just listened to a good few 
          recent digital accounts reminded me that the live analogue sound is 
          bit thin, hissy and distant, but Ferencsik’s grip on the music and the 
          cast list are both such as to make the listener soon disregard any sonic 
          shortcomings. The chief glories here are Janet Baker’s star turn and 
          the sheer amplitude of Martina Arroyo’s wonderful soprano. However, 
          Alexander Young, like Richard Lewis above for Leibowitz, makes an unexpected 
          success of his role, too, simply by treating it quite lyrically and 
          focussing his lighter voice tellingly instead of trying to blast. Furthermore, 
          his tenor has a baritonal tinge to its colouring which is most apt despite 
          his having a smaller instrument than a Big Beast Heldentenor like McCracken 
          or Ben Heppner. He expands nicely into forte without strain. 
         Arroyo has a dramatic soprano you can simply revel in: large, vibrant, 
          warm and unfailingly lovely of tone. When she opens up you hear her 
          Aida voice, with top notes which expand and ring out – yet she can sing 
          softly, too, without losing body. 
         Nobody, not even Tatiana Troyanos, begins to approach the depth, strength 
          and variety of colour that Janet Baker brings to her Wood Dove narration. 
          Her voice is awesomely powerful and resonant yet also delicate and moving. 
          She conveys every nuance of emotion in a tour de force of a performance. 
        
         The supporting roles are well taken; in fact, Odd Wolstad is among 
          my favourites of all those singers who sing the Peasant and completely 
          avoids the clumsiness which afflicts too many who undertake the role. 
          Niels Møller is amusing as the Klaus, enlivening a part which can pall. 
          Patzak is the voice Schoenberg stipulated, even if he sounds a bit superannuated 
          – he was nearly 70 at the time of recording – but he knows what to do 
          with the text without overdoing it. 
         This does not have as stellar an orchestra or choir as Ozawa but they 
          still generate plenty of excitement. There is the occasional cough but 
          for the most part this is as good as studio recording of the era. 
         Pierre Boulez 1974, studio (stereo) - Sony 
        
         BBC Symphony Orchestra; BBC Choral Society; Goldsmith’s Choral Union; 
        
         Waldemar: Jess Thomas 
         Tove: Marita Napier 
         Waldtaube (Wood Dove): Yvonne Minton 
         Bauer (Peasant): Siegmund Nimsgern 
         Klaus-Narr (Klaus the Jester): Kenneth Bowen 
         Sprecher (Narrator): Günter Reich 
         There are several notable merits to this recording, specifically, 
          the energised contributions from the three massed choirs, the virtuosity 
          of an orchestra minutely trained by Boulez and the mastery of his own 
          conducting. He is famed for his acuteness ear for sonority, texture 
          and intonation and I am simply amazed by the beauty of tone, the subtlety 
          of the dynamic shading and the sheer clarity of Boulez's direction; 
          the BBC Symphony Orchestra can surely have had no finer hour and the 
          engineering here matches that excellence. On the other hand, there is 
          a certain cool control at climaxes when you’d like him to let rip, so 
          the finale lacks the visceral thrill of more unbuttoned accounts, sounding 
          too detached and angelic. 
         His soloists feature two indubitably famous names in Jess Thomas and 
          Yvonne Minton; South African soprano Marita Napier is less well remembered 
          because she did not make that many recordings, but she was a distinguished 
          Wagnerian who sang in the big houses. She has a big, clear, bright sound 
          but there is a hint of staid matronliness and a plaintiveness of tone 
          about her delivery; she doesn’t set the pulses racing like Arroyo or 
          Voigt. 
         Thomas’ strong, dark tenor – he was a celebrated Siegfried for Karajan 
          – is especially well suited to portraying Waldemar; his is possibly 
          the beautiful voice in that role. Like Napier, he died while only in 
          his mid-sixties but he is much better represented in the catalogue. 
          The little bleat he injects into the start of phrases might irk some 
          listeners and he doesn’t emulate McCracken in his attack on high notes 
          but neither does he shirk them. 
         Yvonne Minton is one of the few mezzo-sopranos to rival Janet Baker 
          as the Wood Dove. She is in top form here, her velvety voice with its 
          dusky lower regions and mellow top is ideal for delivering the melancholy 
          news of Tove’s murder on the orders of the baleful Queen Helwig. Nimsgern’s 
          distinctive, rather peculiar timbre is not especially rustic and I hear 
          only Klingsor, not a peasant. Kenneth Bowen, instead of doing what most 
          singers do in the role and channelling Mime, is an unusually delicate, 
          light-voiced Fool, echoing the innocence and vulnerability of his Mussorgskian 
          counterpart; I rather like the novelty of it. Günter Reich is highly 
          expressive while mercifully avoiding exaggeration. As a baritone himself, 
          he has an acute sense of rhythm and an attractive speaking voice – and 
          he concludes by singing the final phrase. He is the best Narrator of 
          all those in this survey. 
         The analogue sound is somewhat lacking in immediacy and impact but 
          serves the purpose well enough, even if it is put into the shade by 
          later digital recordings. 
         There is much to admire here but for me it remains a top-rank second 
          choice and does not usurp my favourites. 
         Seiji Ozawa 1979, studio (stereo) 
          - Philips  
         Boston Symphony Orchestra; Tanglewood Festival Chorus 
         Waldemar: James McCracken 
         Tove: Jessye Norman 
         Waldtaube (Wood Dove): Tatiana Troyanos 
         Bauer (Peasant): David Arnold 
         Klaus-Narr (Klaus the Jester): Kim Scown 
         Sprecher (Narrator): Werner Klemperer 
         I was able to attend some Tanglewood concerts conducted by Ozawa in 
          the 80’s but it is not just for nostalgic reasons that I am attached 
          to some of the recordings made by him and the Boston SO in that era; 
          it really was a mini Golden Age and this is one of their best. I started 
          to replay this recording intending just to dip into it to check my responses 
          for the purposes of this survey but soon found myself listening to the 
          whole thing straight through, uninterrupted. One of its greatest assets 
          is the Waldemar of James McCracken in best voice; his first entry sounds 
          as if a bass is essaying the role – but his singing of higher-flying 
          passages soon dispels that illusion. His timbre and attack are close 
          to ideal and he has the right, huge Heldentenor-Otello-voice to portray 
          this frenetic, despaired and desperate character; if only he had attempted 
          to sing more quietly in the more intimate moments. However, it is possible 
          that the close recording is partly to blame for his prominence in quieter 
          passages and this is still a thrilling assumption of the role. 
         The listener’s joy is compounded by the amplitude of Jessye Norman’s 
          entry. As a soprano Falcon edging mezzo, she always had a slightly “short” 
          top but the rest of her voice is so voluptuous as to silence any criticism. 
        
         Completing a superb trio of principal singers, Tatiana Troyanos is 
          one of only two other Wood Doves who can rival Janet Baker for intensity 
          and beauty even if she brings less to key moments such as "Tod ist Tove". 
          Her vibrant, resonant mezzo-soprano with its exciting upper extension 
          was one of the great voices of her time. 
         David Arnold is a firm, clear-voiced Peasant. Kim Scown makes Klaus-Narr 
          rather mimsy and irritating but I can live with it. Werner Klemperer 
          (yes; the great conductor’s son and, for those of a certain age, Kommandant 
          Klink of Stalag 13 in CBS’ Hogan’s Heroes) delivers a subtle, 
          nervy account of the Speaker’s narration in a restrained half-voice 
          without undue theatricality; it is rather refreshing given that too 
          many actors milk it. 
         The orchestra is one of the world’s great bands and Ozawa has the 
          music in his blood; he makes this music soar and sing: this is surely 
          one of his finest achievements, securing sensuous, voluptuous playing 
          of the highest order. The Tanglewood Festival Chorus, won a Gramophone 
          Award for their contribution here. As I mentioned regarding McCracken, 
          the soloists here are recorded rather too closely but the ambience of 
          the Boston Symphony Hall is kind. The finale is fully energised and 
          really delivers, despite some inevitable congestion. 
         This is surely a classic account, especially as now, sadly, none of 
          the principal singers is still with us. 
         Riccardo Chailly 1985, studio (digital) - 
          Decca 
         Deutsches Symphonie-Orchester Berlin (RSO) 
         Chor der St. Hedwigs-Kathedrale Berlin; Städtischer Musikverein, Düsseldorf 
        
         Waldemar: Siegfried Jerusalem 
         Tove: Susan Dunn 
         Waldtaube: Brigitte Fassbaender 
         Bauer: Hermann Becht 
         Klaus-Narr: Peter Haage 
         Sprecher: Hans Hotter 
         There is much to recommend this recording, especially the delicacy 
          and momentum of Chailly’s direction and the elegance of the orchestral 
          playing, but given its deficiencies in the singing– at least as I hear 
          them – I am surprised by its ongoing recommendation by the “official 
          organs” of musical criticism. Although he handles the gentler portions 
          of the score sensitively, Chailly does not provide the same thrills 
          at climactic points as the best versions and Chailly’s soloists strike 
          me as competent but relatively bland - with the exception of the electrifying 
          Brigitte Fassbaender, who is as direct a communicator as ever and thrilling 
          when she plunges into her lower register. I refer you to my description 
          below of Siegfried Jerusalem’s Waldemar in my review of the poor Abbado 
          recording. He is certainly in considerably brighter, sappier voice here 
          a decade earlier but he still isn’t very defiant or heroic and a certain 
          strain and hoarseness of tone become apparent when he is required to 
          give rein to his fiercer emotions. Susan Dunn is pretty of voice but 
          hardly arresting in her delivery; this work is a wild ride, not Debussy, 
          and here it remains a low-voltage account. Hermann Becht is barely audible 
          above the din of the concerted passages and has an odd, groany voice 
          which affords like pleasure. However, I like Peter Haage’s Jester; his 
          clean, humorous delivery of his number puts me in mind of a good performance 
          of David’s diatribe in Die Meistersinger. I enjoy Hotter's 
          declamation here even if he had an inauthentic voice-type for the spoken 
          role, if we are to heed the composer's wishes for a lighter ex-tenor 
          sound. The choirs are excellent but quite distantly recorded in the 
          aural perspective, so the finale does not make the impact of more released 
          versions. 
         This not a version I reach for when I want to be swept along on a 
          wave of passion. 
         Herbert Kegel 1986, studio (digital) - Berlin Classics 
        
         Dresden Philharmonic augmented by members of the Leipzig Radio Symphony 
        
         Berlin Radio Chorus; Leipzig Radio Chorus; Prague Male Chorus 
         Waldemar: Manfred Jung 
         Tove: Eva-Maria Bundschuh 
         Waldtaube (Wood Dove): Rosemarie Lang 
         Bauer (Peasant): Ulrik Cold 
         Klaus-Narr (Klaus the Jester): Wolf Appel 
         Sprecher (Narrator): Gert Westphal 
         The glory of this recording is Kegel's wonderfully intense, Romantic 
          conducting and the corresponding richness of the Dresden Philharmonic. 
          As some previous reviewers have noted, you will never hear a more masterful 
          realisation of Schoenberg's luxurious score, which emphasises its Wagnerian 
          and Debussian chromaticism; sample the simply captivating Interlude 
          for a taste of Kegel's command - it's overwhelming. 
         This is worth buying as it is available cheaply and in such superb, 
          warm, digital sound: it is especially successful in coping with the 
          big choral and instrumental climaxes. Neither main soloist here is as 
          good as my favourite recordings, especially the tenor, Manfred Jung 
          sounds to me more like a Mime than a Siegfried and constitutes the only 
          major disappointment, just as Sinopoli’s tenor lets down an otherwise 
          first-rate recording. His voice is throaty and elderly, with a bleat 
          and a blare; what a pity a better tenor could not have been found to 
          suggest true heroism. He isn't as bad as the ghastly Thomas Moser but 
          he is not in the league of Heppner, McCracken or even the more refined 
          Alexander Young for Ferencsik. 
         Eva-Maria Bundschuh is an artist of whom I was previously unaware, 
          perhaps because of her having worked mainly in the former East Germany, 
          but she is mightily impressive as Tove: steady, powerful and impassioned. 
        
         Rosemarie Lang is another singer of whom I had not previously heard 
          and although she is a little matronly, hers is a fine, dignified account 
          of the Wood Dove's lament. Ulrik Cold is more agricultural of voice 
          than even the role of Peasant justifies, I think; it's a clumsy bit 
          of vocalisation. Wolf Appel and Gert Westphal are characterful as the 
          Fool and Speaker respectively, but like so many, their rather over-emphatic 
          inflections and exaggerations outstay their welcome. The three combined 
          choirs are magnificent, matching the energy and commitment of the orchestra; 
          once again, one is grateful for the ability of the sound engineers to 
          capture their splendour in the famous Lukaskirche venue, which lends 
          real atmosphere. I have never before been so conscious of the importance 
          of the choruses in generating tension and excitement. The spine-tingling 
          finale with its grand, chromatic, semitone interval cadences is one 
          big, warm wave of sound. 
         This is a great but centrally flawed account.
        
         Eliahu Inbal 1990, studio (digital) - Denon 
         Radio-Sinfonie-Orchester Frankfurt am Main; NDR Chor; Bavarian Radio 
          Chorus; Frankfurt Opera Chorus 
         Waldemar: Paul Frey 
         Tove: Elizabeth Connell 
         Waldtaube: Jard van Nes 
         Bauer: Walton Grönroos 
         Klaus-Narr: Volker Vogel 
         Sprecher: Hans Franzen 
         This was quite positively reviewed 
          http://www.musicweb-international.com/classrev/2006/July06/Schoenberg_Gurrelieder_8156.htm 
           
         by David Harbin in 2006 and I agree that it is superbly conducted; 
          Inbal obtains the kind of transparency Rattle was aiming for but with 
          much more inner tension and structural cohesion. He directs yet another 
          of those supposedly second-rank German orchestras which plays magnificently 
          and has one of the best massed choirs on record; the finale, in particular, 
          is monumental. I found the recording level to be low but a twist of 
          the volume control resolves that, as there are no dynamic compression 
          issues. 
         Paul Frey, now retired, was a Wagnerian Heldentenor with a steady, 
          husky not especially beautiful voice. He swoops and croons a bit but 
          is generally on top of the role without being very interesting – indeed, 
          he is a bit lugubrious. His low notes are too often lost but he has 
          good high notes, with a ringing top B. 
         Elizabeth Connell is likewise a more-than-adequate Tove with a sizeable 
          voice but, again, is not especially lovely or memorable of timbre, with 
          a bottled tone and without either the warmth or the steel of the best 
          singers in that role. As David Harbin notes, she fails to make her last, 
          climactic high B the highlight it should be, as it is horribly squeezed 
          – which happens live but shouldn’t in a studio recording. 
         Jard van Nes’ large, warm mezzo-soprano is a known quantity from her 
          many recordings but her top and soft notes are unsteady and she fails 
          to bring to her narration the same intensity we hear from the likes 
          pf Bampton, Baker, Minton or Fassbaender. 
         Given my reservations about the three principal singers, it matters 
          little what the two other singers and Narrator are like as, whatever 
          they do, their contributions cannot redeem those failings, but, as it 
          happens, Walton Grönroos wobbles, Volker Vogel is a nasal tenorino with 
          top notes which crack and the Narrator mostly fine but his few ventures 
          into singing phrases are effortful. 
         Despite the excellence of the sound, orchestral playing, choral singing 
          and conducting, the mediocre quality of the soloists compared with the 
          best rules this out from my shortlist. 
         Zubin Mehta 1992, studio (digital) - Sony; 
          Newton 
         New York Philharmonic; New York Choral Artists 
         Waldemar: Gary Lakes 
         Tove: Éva Marton 
         Waldtaube: Florence Quivar 
         Bauer: John Cheek 
         Klaus-Narr: Jon Garrison 
         Sprecher: Hans Hotter 
         Mehta has made more than a few routine recordings, yet the best of 
          his work includes some classics. One immediately notices the beauty 
          of the orchestral playing here, complemented by excellent, digital sound 
          with the dynamic range to accommodate the wide variations. Unfortunately, 
          the balance does the singers no favours – and in the case of Éva Marton, 
          I know that cannot be because her voice is too small. Gary Lakes, on 
          the other hand, hasn’t the heft for Waldemar; he has a steady, attractive 
          voice in its middle area when he is singing more softly, but it isn’t 
          very large, his low notes are lost in the orchestral texture and his 
          top can be throaty – I don’t think he was ever a true Heldentenor. 
         Marton is in good voice, but I would guess that her vibrato, while 
          not all that obtrusive, will still be too apparent for some tastes and 
          her tone can turn harsh on high notes. As is often her wont, she sounds 
          rather formidable – and an overbearing Tove is not a good foil to a 
          small-scale Waldemar, so they don’t make an especially credible pair 
          of lovers – though fortunately that discrepancy is less noticeable as 
          they never sing a duet. 
         Florence Quivar sings smoothy and richly as the Wood Dove; her flickering 
          vibrato is attractive, her top notes are secure, and she inflects the 
          text touchingly and passionately; she is, in fact, the best singer here. 
          John Cheek makes a robust, round-voiced Peasant. Hans Hotter repeats 
          his fluent, characterful Narrator but his voice now sounds aged and 
          hollow – he was, after all, in his early 80’s here. 
         This has its merits, not least Quivar and the great sound and conducting, 
          but it is not a front-runner. 
         Claudio Abbado 1995, studio (digital) - DG 
         Vienna Philharmonic 
         Vienna State Opera Chorus, Arnold Schoenberg Chorus, Slovak Philharmonic 
          Choir Bratislava 
         Waldemar: Siegfried Jerusalem 
         Tove: Sharon Sweet 
         Waldtaube (Wood Dove): Marjana Lipovšek 
         Bauer (Peasant): Hartmut Welker 
         Klaus-Narr (Klaus the Jester): Philip Langridge 
         Sprecher (Narrator): Barbara Sukowa 
         In my opinion, after thirty years of producing some outstanding work 
          in the studio, in his 60’s – beginning with his stewardship of the BPO 
          - Abbado’s style and affect went into steady decline until he had gone 
          overboard on reduced -scale “period” style and was making music in the 
          Barenboim “sausage-machine” manner, producing recordings of little individuality 
          or distinction. This is just such an anodyne product: there is no electricity 
          in proceedings. Jerusalem has a cloudy tenor which lacks penetration 
          in the declamatory passages and is at least one size too small for the 
          role of Waldemar, just as he was for Chailly ten years earlier. Sharon 
          Sweet is thin of tone and appears to be infected with Abbado’s lethargy 
          - she doesn’t sound the least interested in what she is singing and 
          there is no sense of ecstasy. The beat in her voice on loud, high notes 
          is uncomfortable. Lipovšek is adequate but similarly unmemorable; her 
          top notes are tentative and squeezed. The Peasant is a shouting wobbler. 
          Philip Langridge uses his dry tenor characterfully. Sukowa uses her 
          hoarse, thin speaking voice to make a meal of the Speaker’s bit, trilling 
          and cooing; I much prefer a man’s voice in this role, as the composer 
          himself specified. The gigantic concluding chorus isn’t gigantic enough. 
        
         Listening to this soporific account explains why it is almost never 
          mentioned in conspectuses. Moving on… 
         Giuseppe Sinopoli 1995, studio (digital) 
          - Teldec 
         Staatskapelle Dresden 
         Dresden State Opera Chorus; MDR Radio Chorus of Leipzig; Prague Men's 
          Chorus. 
         Waldemar: Thomas Moser 
         Tove: Deborah Voigt 
         Waldtaube (Wood Dove): Jennifer Larmore 
         Bauer (Peasant): Bernd Weikl 
         Klaus-Narr (Klaus the Jester): Kenneth Riegel 
         Sprecher (Narrator): Klaus Maria Brandauer 
         Sinopoli is more likely than conductors like Chailly to let his orchestra 
          rip - and the Staatskapelle Dresden letting rip is an awesome sound 
          - and is more generous with applying ample rubato. 
         When it appeared, this recording looked promising – with one glaring 
          caveat – so I metaphorically printed off my checklist, licked my pencil 
          and box-ticked as follows: 
         Passionate conducting marshalling vast forces skilfully in the person 
          of Sinopoli: tick; a resplendently voiced Tove with gleaming top notes 
          and a breathless, girlish sensuality that cuts through the thick orchestral 
          textures - that's Deborah Voigt: tick; a first-rate orchestra entirely 
          at home in Wagnerian excess and exuding class - that's the Dresdeners: 
          tick; all the advantages of a live performance without any of the usual 
          attendant inconveniences such as coughers, superbly recorded: tick; 
          a Wood Dove with trenchant low notes, of plaintive, plangent voice redolent 
          of the deepest melancholy and possessing a ringing top - that's the 
          young Jennifer Larmore to a T: tick; a tenor with the heft and beauty 
          of tone to suggest a flawed hero enslaved by an illicit passion...Thomas 
          Moser: aargh! Make a cross. His brawny, bleaty blare is a humongous 
          blot on an otherwise glorious recording. Because the lovers never duet, 
          you cannot even be distracted from his baritonal barking by Voigt's 
          crystalline tones – and Waldemar has more to sing than anyone, so I 
          have no choice other than regretfully to refrain from being able to 
          endorse a live performance which would otherwise rival that of James 
          Levine in Munich (next below).The flaw in this otherwise splendid account 
          becomes all the more pitiful when you hear how Sinopoli conjures up 
          a glorious, goose-bump-raising splurge in that last pagan paean, "The 
          Wild Hunt of the Summer Wind". 
         If your tolerance for the tenor is greater than mine, you will be 
          content with this. 
         James Levine 2001, live composite (digital) - Oehms 
        
         Münchner Philharmoniker 
         Philharmonischer Chor Münchner; Herrenchor der Bamberger Symphoniker 
        
         Waldemar: Ben Heppner 
         Tove: Deborah Voigt 
         Waldtaube (Wood Dove): Waltraud Meier 
         Bauer (Peasant): Eike Wilm Schulte 
         Klaus-Narr (Klaus the Jester): Matthew Polenzani 
         Sprecher (Narrator): Ernst Haefliger 
         Many people will not even be aware of this stupendous 2001 recording; 
          I certainly did not know of it until a friend alerted me to its existence 
          and I am glad he did, as it is one of the best I know. The Munich orchestra 
          sounds like the greatest band in the world and Levine performs miracles 
          with them, drawing out the sound monumentally without ever losing tension: 
          the blazing, climactic, last mega-chorus is a lulu. The two main soloists 
          are the most satisfying yet, and Meier is very fine as the Wood-dove, 
          even if she does not eclipse the best exponents of the role of the Wood 
          Dove. The sound is amazingly full and as the recording was assembled 
          from three consecutive live performances, it retains the frisson of 
          a live event with very few coughs or distracting noises. 
         Levine decisively trumps Sinopoli’s inadequate Waldemar with Ben Heppner, 
          the finest – the only? - Heldentenor of recent times. He sings both 
          heroically and tenderly, delivering the performance of a lifetime as 
          the dazed and baffled Waldemar, who suitably distraught upon Tove's 
          death then spits his rage and despair in the face of God. His voice 
          has precisely the ring which is lacking in so many tenors who ill-advisedly 
          tackle this role. It is that “squillo” that permits even ostensibly 
          lighter-voiced tenors to succeed as Waldemar where supposedly heavier-voices 
          singers fail. His German is pellucid. 
         Deborah Voigt is in finest form and is worth hearing for her top B 
          at the end of "Du sendest mir einen Liebesblick" (track 10) alone. She 
          sounds both young and passionate. Veteran retired tenor Ernst Haefliger 
          takes the role of the Speaker - he recorded it twice that year, in this 
          and the Craft recording - and gives us a highly stylised, vividly characterised, 
          Sprechgesang account of the poem, but he also sounds too old 
          and quavery for my taste. The other smaller parts are fine, although 
          I confess that I am always a little bored by both the Bauer and Klaus-Narr 
          episodes; the glory of this piece lies in the long-breathed, emotionally 
          highly wrought outpourings of Waldemar, Tove and the chorus, sung to 
          perfection by this distinguished ensemble. 
         My other little gripe is that despite giving us a fairly fat, thirty-page 
          booklet, there is no libretto; it is instead stuffed with padding like 
          photos, biographies and a mini-history of the orchestra - but that doesn't 
          matter; this is a great performance. 
         (PS: you may read a couple of absolutely scathing reviews of this 
          recording on Amazon.com which excoriate both this recording and my review 
          of it there – from which this one has been adapted. I am baffled; as 
          my granny used to say, “Well, I’ll go to our ‘ouse”…) 
         Robert Craft 2001, studio (digital) - Koch; 
          Naxos  
         Philharmonia Orchestra; Simon Joly Chorale. 
         Waldemar: Stephen O'Mara 
         Tove: Melanie Diener 
         Waldtaube (Wood Dove): Jennifer Lane 
         Bauer (Peasant): David Wilson-Johnson 
         Klaus-Narr (Klaus the Jester): Martyn Hill 
         Sprecher (Narrator): Ernst Haefliger 
         The strength of this set lies in the coherence and splendour of the 
          choral singing and his control of tension. It also enjoys superb sound 
          but is recorded at a rather low level so the volume has to be increased. 
        
         Not that the two leading soloists are poor: Stephen O'Mara is very 
          good, but having heard him live, I suspect that the recording balance 
          here is kind to him, as his voice, however pleasing and musical, in 
          the flesh is not that large. For the purposes of this recording, however, 
          he comes across mostly convincingly and he phrases really beautifully, 
          even if “Roß! Mein Roß!” needs more heft – but he gets the top B safely. 
          Melanie Diener is perfectly adequate as Tove, but rather pale in comparison 
          with sopranos who have larger, more beautiful voices, like Arroyo, Norman 
          and Voigt, and she makes little impact. Likewise, Jennifer Lane has 
          a pleasant voice but is disappointingly listless, bland and ineffective. 
        
         David Wilson-Johnson is a tremulous and effortful Peasant. Ernst Haefliger 
          repeats the feeble-voiced, superannuated Narrator he gave Levine the 
          same year in that live recording but he is undeniably expressive. 
         Revisiting this recording for this survey modified my initial, more 
          positive response and I wonder whether part of that disappointment is 
          that I now find that Craft, in comparison to other, more energised direction, 
          is often too relaxed. The contributions of O'Mara and the terrific chorus 
          apart, this does not make the grade because it cannot measure up to 
          the required standard of solo singing and conducting in the finest versions. 
        
         (The track-listing names and numbers for CD2 are mixed up in the booklet: 
          the Peasant’s number is track 3, not 4; track 4 is first men’s chorus. 
          The Narrator’s part is within track 9 and does not begin at track 10 
          – that is the chorale finale. Is it so hard to get these things right?) 
        
         Simon Rattle 2002, live composite and overdubbed 
          (digital) - EMI 
         Berliner Philharmoniker; Berlin Radio Chorus; MDR Radio Chorus of 
          Leipzig; Ernst Senff Choir 
         Waldemar: Thomas Moser 
         Tove: Karita Mattila 
         Waldtaube (Wood Dove): Anne Sofie von Otter 
         Bauer (Peasant): Thomas Quasthoff 
         Klaus-Narr (Klaus the Jester): Philip Langridge 
         Sprecher (Narrator): Thomas Quasthoff 
         On first listening, I immediately found myself irritated by the perkiness 
          of Rattle’s direction; then subsequent perusal of the notes supplied 
          the key to his approach, as Rattle is quoted as saying in interview 
          that Gurrelieder is “in fact the world’s largest string quartet…the 
          most gigantic chamber music ever written and should be very transparent.” 
          To which, I can only reply, “Really?” Of course, the BPO can play this 
          superlatively in their sleep and the love music towards the end of Part 
          1 goes very well, being played in a warm, relaxed manner – but too often 
          the spark which illumines and enlivens the music is missing – and Sir 
          Simon’s constant grunting doesn’t help. Not can I say that his supposedly 
          forensic approach brings any great gain in detail or impact; the EMI 
          sound is rather distant, too (see below). 
         It is ironic that as the best singer here by far, Karita Mattila was 
          not actually present at the two performances from which this recording 
          was gleaned. Presumably her contributions were recorded elsewhere and 
          subsequently over-dubbed to fulfil EMI’s desire to feature a star name 
          to match their conductor. To be fair, whatever post-performance editing 
          trickery was employed by the engineers, the grafting on of Mattila’s 
          voce is hardly noticeable – unless it is the wisdom of hindsight or 
          auto-suggestion which makes me hear her voice as rather more closely 
          miked. Anyway, she sings very well, being passionate and sensuous, with 
          that shimmering quality shared with another great Finnish soprano, Soile 
          Isokoski, whereas I think it a pity that EMI didn’t apply the same policy 
          to their tenor, as Thomas Moser, having blighted Sinopoli’s 1995 recording, 
          goes on to do much the same here. He is dry and strained, struggling 
          for all his high notes and often obscured by the huge orchestra. His 
          gentler, low volume passages are better, but that’s not where the meat 
          of the role lies and his voice lacks heroism. 
         Von Otter sings the Wood Dove’s narration, very well, finding a much 
          more contralto-ish timbre in her voice than I expected, even if other 
          singers have more heft and depth. Philip Langridge repeats the slightly 
          laboured Klaus-Narr he recorded for Abbado. Having the great Thomas 
          Quasthoff double up roles is undoubtedly another big advantage; his 
          sonorous speaking voice and verbal acuity light up the text – only some 
          may find that he is too prominently spotlit by the engineers. The glorious 
          finale redeems the earlier, tamer moments. 
         The very resonant, cushioned acoustic of the Philhamonie does not 
          complement Rattle’s avowed aim of imparting a lighter, airier, more 
          Impressionistic atmosphere to the music; the sound is a bit mushy and 
          the huge choir, in particular, sometimes sounds obfuscated. Nonetheless, 
          were it not for the lead tenor’s contribution, I would be far more inclined 
          to endorse this for the beauty of the singing and playing. 
         Michael Gielen 2006, studio (digital) - Hänssler 
        
         SWR Sinfonieorchester Baden-Baden und Freiburg 
         Bavarian Radio Chorus, MDR Radio Chorus of Leipzig 
         Waldemar: Robert Dean Smith 
         Tove: Melanie Diener 
         Waldtaube (Wood Dove): Yvonne Naef 
         Bauer (Peasant): Ralf Lukas 
         Klaus-Narr (Klaus the Jester): Gerhard Siegel 
         Sprecher (Narrator): Andreas Schmidt 
         Here we have yet another fine German orchestra playing splendidly, 
          in accordance with Michael Gielen’s expert direction, He was the master 
          of large, complex scores and this one unfolds beautifully, encompassing 
          the range of moods from a sweet, dreamy sound in the lyrical sections 
          to providing real punch for the dramatic climaxes. The finale is inevitably 
          something of a wash of sound but really exhilarating; the massed choir 
          sounds as floatily angelic as the heavenly host in the Prologue to Boito’s 
          Mefistofele - wonderful! 
         Robert Dean Smith is a fair Waldemar. He can manage the tessitura 
          but hasn’t the most resonant or beautiful of tenors and it turns windy 
          on loud, high notes, then becomes unsteady when he attempts to sing 
          softly. Melanie Diener repeats the touching, slightly low-key assumption 
          of Tove she gave for Robert Craft’s recording (above). Her voice is 
          a bit lost at times, especially in its lower reaches. Yvonne Naef is 
          rich and expressive as the Wood Dove – one of the best alongside Baker, 
          Troyanos, Fassbaender, Larmore and Quivar – with a lovely note of plangent 
          melancholy in her contralto. Ralf Lukas is a lumpy Peasant; Gerhard 
          Siegel effectively brings his Mime-voice to the Fool. 
         Andreas Schmidt had already retired early – his elegant baritone just 
          seemed to blow out. He is not what Schoenberg asked for, but that is 
          the case with several narrators here and he is very effective, bringing 
          a singer’s sensibility to his phrasing and intonation without being 
          excessive and sometimes breaking into proper singing before defaulting 
          to speech. The balance is just right and he is one the best I have heard 
          in this strange part. The sound the men’s chorus makes is especially 
          impressive but in some ensembles there are some co-ordination problems 
          resulting in a kind of spray of unsynchronised sibilants. 
         So much about this recording - Gielen’s fluid conducting, the superb 
          orchestral playing, great choral singing, a superlative Wood Dove and 
          the expressive Speaker - is right and admirable but better casting of 
          the two principal roles elsewhere means that this cannot be a prime 
          recommendation. 
         Esa-Pekka Salonen 2009, live (digital) - Sigmund Records 
        
         Philharmonia Orchestra; Philharmonia Voices; City of Birmingham Symphony 
          Chorus 
         Waldemar: Stig Andersen 
         Tove: Soile Isokoski 
         Waldtaube (Wood Dove): Monica Groop 
         Bauer (Peasant): Ralf Lukas 
         Klaus-Narr (Klaus the Jester): Andreas Conrad 
         Sprecher (Narrator): Barbara Sukowa 
         Salonen paces his direction very carefully here, beginning in swooning, 
          Romantic fashion with a hint of restraint but gradually loosening up 
          and progressively letting go at the several climaxes, before delivering 
          a really overwhelming finale. The Philharmonia Orchestra is first class 
          but the Royal Festival Hall, although newly renovated, cannot offer 
          the same combination of clarity and resonance as venues with a more 
          grateful ambience, so the sound remains a tad dull but still good enough. 
          There is absolutely no audience noise in this live recording. 
         Danish Heldentenor Stig Andersen was in his late fifties when he sang 
          Waldemar in the Royal Festival Hall but doesn’t sound it, as any wobble 
          is minimal and he has plenty of stamina – especially for a live performance 
          - even if he is a bit short on tonal effulgence and is occasionally 
          swamped by the orchestra – a fate borne by most tenors in this role. 
          Like so many of them, he is taxed by the high-flying passages and doesn’t 
          nail the top B on “widerhallen!” in his second solo “Roß! Mein Roß!” 
          but that is a pardonable and passing flaw (McCracken for Ozawa nails 
          it). Soile Isokoski has an unusual voice to make a success of Tove, 
          which generally requires a dramatic soprano but I like it very much; 
          she shares her predecessor Gundula Janowitz’ gift of maintaining a light, 
          shimmering sound which nonetheless pierces any orchestral veil and carries 
          in satisfying fashion. Hers is not the upholstered sound of creamier-voiced 
          sopranos like Arroyo but nor does she ever sound stretched. Isokoski’s 
          fellow-Finn (such a musical nation!) Monica Groop as the Wood Dove sings 
          out fearlessly in a straightforward, full-voiced manner, employing a 
          dark lower register. She might not be as textually detailed or nuanced 
          as some mezzos but her singing falls very pleasantly – and dramatically 
          – on the ear; she has large voice and the melancholy import of her narrative 
          makes an impact. 
         Ralf Lukas is another rather lumpy-voiced bass-baritone but he sings 
          with conviction. Andreas Conrad is an excellent Jester, coping manfully 
          with the punishing declamatory passages of his outburst (which always 
          remind me of Mime’s ranting in the opening scene of Siegfried, 
          so perhaps Schoenberg had not so much distanced himself from Wagner 
          by this stage of his career). I do not like Barbara Sukowa’s over-acted 
          manner in her earlier recording for Abbado and I like it even less here, 
          when she is older and more inclined to shrillness. Why not trust the 
          composer and follow his instructions? 
         That and Andersen’s struggle with high notes apart, the excellence 
          of everything else in this recording makes it highly recommendable as 
          a modern, digital alternative to older, classic accounts…unless, as 
          I do, you favour the next one… 
         Markus Stenz 2014, studio (digital) - Hyperion 
         Gürzenich-Orchester Köln; Netherlands Female Youth Choir; Domkantorei 
          Köln; Männerstimmen des Kölner Domchores; Vokalensemble Kölner Dom; 
          Chor des Bach-Vereins Köln; Kartäuserkantorei Köln 
         Waldemar: Brandon Jovanovich 
         Tove: Barbara Haveman 
         Waldtaube (Wood Dove): Claudia Mahnke 
         Bauer (Peasant): Thomas Bauer 
         Klaus-Narr (Klaus the Jester): Gerhard Siegel 
         Sprecher (Narrator): Johannes Martin Kränzle 
         This set has already been extensively reviewed on MusicWeb by three 
          colleagues and you may peruse their (conflicting) opinions here: 
          http://www.musicweb-international.com/classrev/2015/Sep/Schoenberg_Gurrelieder_CDA68081.htm 
           
          http://www.musicweb-international.com/classrev/2015/Jul/Schoenberg_Gurrelieder_CDA68081.htm 
           
         For my part, my regular readers will know that every survey I do turns 
          up a pleasant surprise – and for me this is it, so I disagree with Dan 
          Morgan and come down very firmly on the side of those colleagues who 
          respond positively to this recording. I don’t say this is by any means 
          the best sung or played of all, but the rarity of really apt voices 
          for these roles among modern versions makes this especially valuable, 
          especially as the sound, transferred at high volume and permitting huge 
          dynamic range, makes extraordinary impact. 
         I have one problem with it and that is the slight over-prominence 
          of Barbara Haveman’s vibrato, which I know will be a deterrent for some. 
          However, she has a large, powerful, juicy voice and is matched by the 
          flexible, baritonal tenor of the American Brandon Jovanovich. He really 
          is as good as almost any a Waldemar in this survey. He has a big, virile, 
          tonally beautiful sound which is even throughout its range and his vocal 
          acting is convincing. So many tenors sound strained or windy in the 
          more strenuous sections of Waldemar’s music, such as “Herrgott, weisst 
          du, was du tatest”, but Jovanovich is up to it; his top B flat on “Heute 
          ist Ausfahrt der Toten” (Today the dead ride abroad) is stunning. After, 
          McCracken and Heppner, his was the first voice which really made me 
          sit up and indeed he most resembles the former in heft and timbre – 
          and he, too, nails the top B. We hear Claudia Mahnke’s Wood Dove; she 
          might not quite be the equal of the best of her predecessors in terms 
          of dramatisation but she sings with great expressivity and also beguiles 
          the ear with her lovely, full, even voice. Her top notes are splendid 
          and she has a proper lower register. 
         I presume the producers could not resist casting the aptly and eponymously 
          named Thomas Bauer as the Peasant. He has the heft to cope with his 
          explosive “aria” and displays nice legato, even under pressure. Gerhard 
          Siegel repeats the lively, emphatic Court Jester he recorded for Michael 
          Gielen, bringing a much stronger voice to the role than the usual comprimario 
          tenor. Johannes Martin Kränzle is a celebrated character baritone, Beckmesser 
          and Alberich being among his most prominent roles, and he brings a consummate 
          actor-singer’s timing, expression and melodious speaking -voice to the 
          role of the Narrator, semi-singing the lyrical passages. 
         The orchestral playing and choral singing are flawless: highly detailed, 
          free of the “aural mush” which so often afflicts the soundscape in recordings 
          of this huge work. We should not be surprised, given its pedigree, that 
          the Cologne orchestra is so virtuosic but it’s not usually accounted 
          to be a first-rank outfit. On this showing, it should be. 
         The booklet contains full notes and the German text with an English 
          translation. It must be said that this is currently an expensive set: 
          108 minutes of music for which you will generally pay at least £20 and 
          even £25, although you might do slightly better on Amazon. If that is 
          no obstacle, this is well worth acquiring. 
         The booklet contains useful notes and an informative essay, artist 
          biographies and of course the text in German and English. 
         Edward Gardner 2015, live composite (digital) - Chandos  
        
         Bergen Philharmonic Orchestra and members of the Gothenburg Symphony 
          Orchestra 
         Bergen Philharmonic Choir; Choir of Collegiûm Mûsicûm Bergen; Edvard 
          Grieg Kor; Orphei Drängar; 
         Students from the Royal Northern College of Music 
         Waldemar: Stuart Skelton 
         Tove: Alwyn Mellor 
         Waldtaube (Wood Dove): Anna Larsson 
         Bauer (Peasant): James Creswell 
         Klaus-Narr (Klaus the Jester): Wolfgang Ablinger-Sperrhacke 
         Sprecher (Narrator): Sir Thomas Allen 
         Excellent sound with transparent orchestral textures permits the listener 
          to hear the various instrumental lines despite the density of the scoring. 
          I have long admired Edward Gardner’s energy and versatility as a conductor 
          and he coaxes and exhorts the Bergen Philharmonic to produce sumptuous 
          sound which still retains Nordic clarity (if I am not being too fanciful 
          in projecting that quality upon them). However, some of his direction 
          is fitful and too concerned with point-making to suggest coherence over 
          the long span of the work. 
         The soloists have robust voices; I have never much enjoyed Stuart 
          Skelton’s tenor, finding him to be rather coarse of tone and manner, 
          although at times here he reminds me of James McCracken – which I mean 
          as a high compliment. However, he is rather unvarying and when he does 
          try to sing softly his sound turns throaty; he also strains at high 
          notes and delivers some clumsy phrasing. Alwyn Mellor has a strange 
          voice: large but hoarse and matronly of tone, reminding me of Leonie 
          Rysanek before she has warmed up. She isn’t really my ideal Tove; I 
          need more youthful-sounding purity of tone. Veteran Swedish contralto 
          Anna Larsson is a quite good but there is a hint of flap in her line 
          and he has lost some tonal effulgence since her prime. Bass James Creswell 
          is sonorous and the exotically-named tenor Wolfgang Ablinger-Sperrhacke 
          sings neatly. Sir Tom Allen makes a guest appearance to display his 
          prowess as a linguist, sounding engaging and idiomatic without over-doing 
          the expression – and also surprisingly light of tone. The chorus is 
          enthusiastic but, as is so often the case when engineers try to cope 
          with this unwieldy music for massed choirs, sound rather distant and 
          opaque. 
         “Based on live recordings made in Bergen in December 2015” presumably 
          means a recording compiled of the best extracts from several live performances 
          possibly supplemented by takes from rehearsal and some subsequent patching. 
        
         I can’t get excited about this recording in the light of the alternatives. 
        
         Dan Morgan has previously reviewed this and, like me, did not find 
          it to be a front-runner, but we disagree on the merits of Alwyn Mellor: 
        
          http://www.musicweb-international.com/classrev/2016/Nov/Schoenberg_gurrelieder_CHSA5172.htm 
           
         Recommendations: 
         It often happens when I review a major work that I conclude by admitting 
          that we are spoilt for choice but that is not so much the case here. 
          Very few of the recordings reviewed above are superlative in all departments 
          and some are outright duds, ruled out by poor singing or – as in the 
          case of the 1961 Stokowski – inadequate sound. It is usually a deficiency 
          in the role of Waldemar which does the damage for me, but fortunately 
          there are several tenors who emerge from that trial unscathed and even 
          triumphant. 
         I have long found myself returning to Ferencsik, Ozawa or Levine for 
          their combination of sterling solo performances, fine conducting, choral 
          singing and orchestral playing all capped by good to excellent sound, 
          but the new Stenz recording must join that elite band, especially as 
          it has the best sound of all to complement the artistry of the performance. 
          In my estimation, those are the four recordings which vie for the top 
          spot, leaving all the others eating dust. If forced, I would first jettison 
          the Ferencsik, despite regretting the absence of the best Wood Dove 
          in Janet Baker, because I want a truly heroic-voiced Waldemar and best 
          sound; secondly, I would demote Stenz because of my mild reservations 
          about Barbara Haveman’s Tove, leaving two first choices from which you 
          may select your preferred recording according to taste. 
         First choice equal: Levine 2001 Oehms/Ozawa 1979 Philips 
         Second choices: Stenz 2014; Ferencsik 1968 
         Ralph Moore