It 
                  was in September 1961 that Georg Solti became musical director 
                  at Covent Garden. The third new staging under his aegis was 
                  Don Giovanni in February 1962, a production directed 
                  by Franco Zeffirelli. This recording was made at the premiere, 
                  which took place two days after the demise of Bruno Walter. 
                  The performance was dedicated to his memory and as bonus tracks 
                  on the last disc we can hear Sir David Webster’s speech and 
                  the march of the priests from Die Zauberflöte, which 
                  was played to a standing audience.
                The 
                  BBC broadcast the performance but unfortunately the original 
                  tapes have been lost and what we have on these discs is a private 
                  off-air recording, which has its limitations. The sound in general 
                  is small-scale and congested, there is a great deal of distortion 
                  in forte passages, some variation in tape speed and also some 
                  drop-outs. The orchestral sound is scrawny and undernourished 
                  but the voices are, in the main, well caught, even though they 
                  vary in strength due to the singers’ positioning on stage. The 
                  Stone Guest, who should be a thundering experience in the church 
                  yard scene in act 2, is very distant and doesn’t convey the 
                  frightening situation. The recording is also afflicted with 
                  stage noises, which quite often heighten the live feeling. One 
                  example is after the sextet in act 2 when Leporello eventually 
                  manages to run away from Don Ottavio, Masetto et al and 
                  we vividly hear Geraint Evans’ footsteps disappearing. Audience 
                  reactions are also captured; sometimes laughter, obviously as 
                  a reaction to visual gags.
                Georg 
                  Solti recorded Don Giovanni twice commercially, first 
                  in the 1970s and again in the 1990s; the latter being the most 
                  successful. As can be expected from him this early reading is 
                  dynamic and occasionally hard-driven, sometimes also a bit heavy-handed. 
                  This was long before period performance practice had made its 
                  entrance. It was obviously a lavish production but it was criticized 
                  at the time because it took so long to change the scenes. This 
                  is nothing that the listener needs to worry about, and provided 
                  one can accept the mono sound and the shortcomings I have listed 
                  above there is a lot to enjoy. Zeffirelli-Solti had picked a 
                  cast that is among the best on any recorded performance.
                Four 
                  of the singers are represented on ‘regular’ recordings of this 
                  opera. Cesare Siepi sang the title role twice for Decca under 
                  Josef Krips and Erich Leinsdorf. He was a great favourite, not 
                  least at the Metropolitan, both for his dashing stage appearance 
                  and for his superb singing and acting. He was a master at adapting 
                  his voice to the differing moods and attitudes of this many-faceted 
                  character. Listen for example to the recitative in the first 
                  act when he tries to ensnare Zerlina. In the duet La ci darem 
                  la mano his voice shivers with passion. Elsewhere he can 
                  be menacing, cynical, proud or just good-humoured. He sings 
                  a rousing Champagne aria. He is wheedling and sly in the scene 
                  where, disguised as Leporello, he coaxes Masetto to hand over 
                  his weapons. The serenade has been more honeyed in other versions. 
                  This Don Giovanni is so self-assured that he doesn’t need to 
                  be ingratiating. He sings it rather quickly and straightforwardly. 
                  Sometimes he and Geraint Evans’ Leporello deliver their lines 
                  in recitatives at machine-gun rattle speed, which may have been 
                  effective on stage but on record it tends to sound merely breathless. 
                  Geraint Evans – the knighthood lay in the future when this recording 
                  was made - set down this role for EMI under Barenboim in 1975. 
                  Alongside Figaro and Falstaff this was one of his signature 
                  roles. With his crystal clear enunciation and perfect Italian 
                  – Italians thought him Sicilian – he is ideal in the role. He 
                  makes the most of his solo scenes, wringing the last drop of 
                  meaning out of the catalogue aria. Mirella Freni, very early 
                  in her career, is a fresh, lyrical and lovely Zerlina, Batti, 
                  batti, o bel Masetto wonderfully nuanced. She also recorded 
                  it twice: for EMI with Klemperer in the mid-1960s and a decade 
                  later for Philips with Colin Davis. Philips also recorded the 
                  opera in conjunction with the Mozart celebrations in 1956 with 
                  Rudolf Moralt conducting and Sena Jurinac singing Donna Elvira. 
                  She catches to perfection the vacillating feelings of this unhappy 
                  character and the aria Ah, fuggi il traditor boils with 
                  anger, sorrow and frustration. Her voice seems to have hardened 
                  a little and acquired an edge, compared to the Philips recording 
                  but it is still a fine achievement. In the late 1950s she also 
                  recorded Donna Anna for DG under Fricsay, a role that was a 
                  size too big for her, even though she sang it with style. Solti’s 
                  Donna Anna is, however, superbly suited to the part and she 
                  is probably the main reason for acquiring this set. Turkish 
                  soprano Leyla Gencer was for many years regarded as one of the 
                  greatest singers of her generation but for some reason she was 
                  almost totally ignored by the record companies. Was her voice 
                  badly suited to the microphone? Judging from this recording 
                  it wasn’t at all. On the contrary hers is one of the most consummate 
                  readings ever, both interpretatively and vocally. She was often 
                  compared to Callas and she has the same identification, the 
                  same intensity but has none of the defects of Callas, no disfiguring 
                  vibrato, no shrillness and a better feeling for Mozartean style. 
                  Try her in the recitativo accompagnato and aria Don Ottavio, 
                  son morta! … Or sai chi l’onore (CD1 tr. 22-23) and I am 
                  sure you will be convinced of her greatness. At her side Richard 
                  Lewis’s Don Ottavio tends to pale, but on his own he is excellent: 
                  stylish, nuanced and with a fine legato. His Dalla sua pace 
                  (CD1 tr. 25) is on a par with Anton Dermota’s, which is praise 
                  indeed. Robert Savoie is a good Masetto and he sounds so miserable 
                  after he has been beaten up by Don Giovanni that one almost 
                  feels his pain. David Ward is a monumental Commendatore.
                There 
                  are good notes by Patrick O’Connor and the booklet also has 
                  the full libretto with English translation, as is the rule with 
                  these issues in the Royal Opera House Heritage Series.
                Not 
                  a first or only choice but a splendid complement to a recording 
                  in modern sound. First class singing by all hands and one of 
                  the best Donna Annas anywhere.
                Göran 
                  Forsling