You have to give them 
                credit for guts and trying at least. 
                For the second time this month I have 
                the pairing of von Benza and de Prosperis 
                taking on much-recorded mainstream repertoire. 
                In fact, by reading the Verdi arias 
                review 
                you could probably shortcut this one 
                and have a fair idea of what to expect. 
                However, this time there is a significant 
                difference in the format: the inclusion 
                of a major orchestral work. 
              
 
              
The Four Last Songs 
                can never be given a single definitive 
                performance. There’s so much packed 
                into it that any combination of singer, 
                inflection of text, orchestra and conductor 
                will tell you something different from 
                the next one. And maybe, if you’re lucky, 
                something new about it too. But inevitably, 
                one develops a liking for a particular 
                reading or readings over others. For 
                review purposes I find Schwarzkopf and 
                Szell (EMI 5 
                66908 2) a safe comparison, though 
                after a while Dame Elizabeth’s self-conscious 
                vocal production tires and you want 
                something more direct. 
              
 
              
To an extent that’s 
                what you get here. The last of the four 
                songs shows the rendition at its best. 
                Von Benza’s diction is as clear as it 
                gets, though sometimes, as in the earlier 
                songs, she produces generalised vowel 
                sounds that make it hard to follow her 
                even with the text. Her tone 
                for the most part is acceptable, though 
                she’s a little cautious in her singing, 
                which begs the question how well she 
                knows the music or how often she’s sung 
                it. And what about having the sound 
                placed more forward in the mouth, so 
                it can really be heard? Occasionally 
                she sounds placed in a different acoustic 
                from the orchestra too. All of these 
                points cannot be raised against Schwarzkopf. 
                As with the Verdi, it’s the details 
                that let it down. 
              
 
              
The orchestra, though 
                not as lusciously recorded as Szell’s 
                Berlin RSO, do turn in atmospheric performances 
                that feature nicely phrased violin solos 
                (Im Abendrot) and brass (Frühling). 
              
 
              
In the orchestral songs 
                that follow, the orchestra’s contribution 
                is decisive throughout Hymne an die 
                Liebe, the least known of the group 
                presented here. There, at last, is some 
                real passion in the conducting by de 
                Prosperis, as he underlines textual 
                references to ‘the wide sea’ and lust-filled 
                infinity. Zueignung is notable 
                for using Strauss’ own orchestration, 
                rather than that of Robert Heger, as 
                on Schwarzkopf’s recording. 
              
 
              
Would that the account 
                of Don Juan were notable in any 
                way. De Prosperis takes a somewhat spacious 
                view, emphasising pauses to the point 
                where they become breaks in the music 
                rather than integral to the overall 
                structure. The playing is decent, though 
                not on a par with that achieved by the 
                Dresden Staatskapelle under Kempe or, 
                more recently, the Hallé under 
                Mark Elder (review). 
                Both alternative versions carry greater 
                purpose and inner awareness of structure, 
                offering a more rewarding experience 
                as a result. 
              
 
              
Were I putting this 
                release together, I’d be tempted to 
                change the track ordering. Don Juan, 
                with its ebullient opening makes for 
                a natural starter; and the Four Last 
                Songs naturally go, well, last. 
                This would also have conveyed the progression 
                from youth to death ... or am I the 
                only one that sees it that way…? 
              
 
              
Tade have yet to arrive 
                at consistency in their booklet presentation 
                – we have texts and translations this 
                time, with more notes from de Prosperis. 
                Looking at the company website, they 
                have two signed artists - no prizes 
                for guessing who. Might Tade also be 
                run by them? It would seem to make sense. 
                Given recording industry economics these 
                days it’s hard to think of another scenario 
                that adds up. Anyhow, whatever the situation, 
                they have a Puccini album ‘in the can’ 
                awaiting release. I wonder how long 
                they might keep this formula up, and 
                make money from it when all’s said and 
                done. Some truly amazing artistic results 
                would help, but sadly I don’t hold out 
                much hope of their materialisation. 
              
Evan Dickerson