This is in many ways 
                a remarkable disc. Gatti has effectively 
                brought a breath of fresh air to two 
                war-horses of the repertoire, in the 
                process inspiring the RPO to matching 
                the highest of orchestral standards. 
                Overall production quality is high, 
                too, with George Gelles’ notes being 
                extensive, detailed, accurate and readable 
                – quite a combination!. 
              
 
              
The Fifth Symphony 
                receives a reading of the utmost care 
                and attention to detail. The Andante 
                of the first movement exemplifies its 
                qualities in microcosm. Nicely shaded, 
                it projects an atmosphere of melancholy 
                unrest (and just listen to the clarinettist’s 
                control!). Time has clearly been taken 
                to consider phrasing and balance – it 
                provides the perfect foil for the thrust 
                of the movement proper (Allegro con 
                anima). Gatti shows an Italianate refusal 
                to linger (this is not to imply any 
                literalism, though) – yet he makes the 
                music’s debt to the world of the ballet 
                clear, too. He can show a most appealing 
                sense of humour, too – the suave third 
                movement (‘Valse’) has turns of phrase 
                that strongly suggest a confidential 
                lifting of the eyebrows. 
              
 
              
The bed of sound created 
                at the start of the slow movement (Andante 
                cantabile, con alcuna licenza) almost 
                rivals the warmth of the horn solo (Martin 
                Owen). The oboe, when it enters, is 
                thin of timbre but this is not inappropriate 
                and it still exudes an interior expression. 
                Climaxes swell naturally, Gatti never 
                allowing the music to rest and his enthusiasm 
                is such that in the latter part of the 
                movement it almost sounds as if the 
                music is about to skid out of control 
                – but, of course, it does not. The ending 
                disappears into nothing, magically (again, 
                the clarinettist’s control is supreme). 
              
 
              
It is only the finale 
                that raises any doubts at all. Here 
                the RPO’s strings lack a certain amount 
                of depth and so the music does not carry 
                its full import. If Gatti generates 
                a fair head of steam early on, he inexplicably 
                allows the tension to sag around the 
                seven-minute mark. Interesting how he 
                sees the coda as more poetic (and balletic) 
                than incendiary. 
              
 
              
This is a memorable 
                account – no matter how many versions 
                you have on your shelves, there should 
                be space for this one. True, the sheer 
                volatility of Gergiev (with the Vienna 
                Philharmonic on Philips 462 905-2) has 
                its own complementary, mesmeric, appeal. 
                One should ideally not be without either. 
              
 
              
The Romeo and Juliet 
                dates from 1998 and comes courtesy of 
                BMG. It is not as immediately impressive 
                as the Fifth (AR was impressed by a 
                Proms performance by these forces in 
                September 2002, though: http://www.musicweb-international.com/SandH/2002/Aug02/Prom_72.htm). 
                The same care comes across (the Friar 
                Lawrence introduction is very carefully 
                moulded, but sequences later can be 
                presented literally, losing their cumulative 
                point. Moments appeal – the delicate 
                web of string sound around the nine-minute 
                mark, for example. But the whole fails 
                to hang together convincingly because 
                Gatti steam-rollers his way through. 
                The timpani are not focused enough for 
                the ominous triplet rhythm at the close. 
              
 
              
Nevertheless, the performance 
                of the Fifth alone justifies the cost 
                of this disc. 
              
 
              
Colin Clarke