The no-more-than-adequate booklet notes complement 
          the booklet listing. Only four movements of the five that make up Berg’s 
          Lulu Suite are mentioned, indeed played, but there’s no explanation 
          of why the opening and most substantial part (‘Rondo’) is missing. Perhaps 
          it was not played but someone should be on the ball and say this. (Boulez 
          recorded the whole suite in the ’seventies in New York for CBS, now 
          Sony.) The Suite is thus more fragmentary-sounding than Berg, in his 
          symphonic condensing of his (unfinished) opera, intended. Friedrich 
          Cerha has subsequently completed Lulu, which Boulez has recorded for 
          DG. 
        
 
        
Then there’s the date of this filmed concert. 25 and 
          26 April state the listings; the notes relay 26. One concert played 
          twice? Two different concerts excerpted into one for DVD? "The 
          Firebird Suite (1910)". Really? There’s a choice of dates for the 
          various suites Stravinsky made – 1911, 1919 or 1945. Boulez actually 
          conducts the complete ballet score; the word ‘suite’ is therefore erroneous 
          and used ignorantly. 
        
 
        
And the subtitle option. This didn’t work for me – 
          I only had Japanese (for ‘Lulu’s Song’ and the Debussy); the English 
          option (and others) resolutely refusing to come into play. 
        
 
        
Plunging into the second Lulu movement is unsatisfactory, 
          and this is the least interesting part of the concert, mostly because 
          of the missing movement. The four sections that we have are well enough 
          done, especially the ‘Variations’, Boulez’s articulate qualities paying 
          dividends, and Christine Schäfer (DVD coming into its own for her!) 
          is on home ground in a role she has almost made her own. That said, 
          she is aurally balanced too closely, and the sound overall is a tad 
          bass heavy and distant. Cut the bass for the clarity one expects from 
          a Boulez performance. 
        
 
        
The Debussy items include the relatively rare Le 
          jet d’eau (Baudelaire) – radiant and fluidly expressive – and one 
          of Debussy’s highpoints in my view. The Villon settings, the first two 
          songs, are of a special order. It is possible to indulge these songs 
          more, but Schäfer is polished in her phrasing and Boulez doesn’t 
          lack tenderness. I did wonder if sound and picture are always perfectly 
          in sync, especially when involving Schäfer (her close balance seems 
          manufactured), but if there is a parting its infinitesimal. 
        
 
        
By the time The Firebird is reached the sound 
          that I had initially thought diffuse, and with relatively restricted 
          dynamics, seems to have more impact, if never matching the very present 
          applause! There’s too much of that – for example all the curtain-calls 
          for Berg are in place, and soon followed by another burst of hand-clapping 
          to herald Debussy. Throughout, solo instruments are admirably clear 
          though some tuttis lack the last degree of impact and expansion. I did 
          fiddle with the volume quite a bit; its lowest setting was for applause! 
        
 
        
Watching music being performed courtesy of a director 
          and cameras is not the same as being at a concert – one doesn’t have 
          the choice of what to view and what not to view; or indeed close one’s 
          eyes. There is little to object to in this production – a traditional 
          crosscutting of instruments and conductor. 
        
 
        
I did listen for a large amount of The Firebird. This 
          is a marvellous account of a Boulez favourite. If, watching Boulez, 
          you can never quite tell what he’s thinking or feeling, the truth lies 
          in the listening. His acute understanding (and affection for) Stravinsky’s 
          Diaghilev commission allows not only a wonderful soundscape but also 
          a vivid telling of the music’s narrative. This is an atmospheric, precisely 
          coloured and detailed account of Stravinsky’s outsize score, one I would 
          like to return to as a purely musical experience, away from the camera 
          lens, for its refinement, translucence and virtuosity. That said, it’s 
          always a pleasurable lesson to watch Boulez’s conducting technique – 
          what an orchestra sees – every gesture pertinent, his hands independent. 
          Also it is valuable and rewarding to have film of CSO luminaries such 
          as Samuel Magad (concertmaster), Larry Combs (clarinet), Adolph Herseth 
          (trumpet) and Dale Clevenger (horn), the latter’s solos throughout Firebird 
          suitably entranced. 
        
 
        
There’s an 11-minute feature, "Barenboim meets 
          Boulez", described as ‘Part 1’ (I wonder where the rest is!), which 
          finds Barenboim (CSO Music Director) effectively interviewing Boulez 
          about this concert, twentieth-century music and Boulez’s thoughts on 
          conducting. Apart from the satisfaction of noting that a conversion 
          taking place in 2000 talks of the previous century (from 2001) as "this", 
          Boulez effectively says that music’s upheaval (as determined by Schoenberg 
          and Webern) was "organic", that too many people reject ‘new’ 
          music before giving it proper consideration and listening more to it 
          (I would add listening better). He considers himself an intuitive conductor, 
          subtly changing his interpretation to accommodate a hall’s acoustic 
          and the input of the musicians in front of him. 
        
 
        
Boulez’s minute examination of scores is a source of 
          inspiration. That he is also flexible and aware of ‘the moment’ has 
          also been the prize for the intelligent listener; nice to know Boulez 
          himself confirms these qualities. 
          Colin Anderson