Some months ago I reviewed 
                a DVD with a 2005 production from Gran 
                Teatre del Liceu in Barcelona. This 
                was a co-production with Théâtre 
                du Capitole de Toulouse and Asociación 
                Bilbaina de Amigos de la Ópera 
                (A.B-A.O.). While visually the Barcelona 
                performance was lavish and had its high 
                points dramatically, it gave little 
                pleasure vocally. The chorus were afflicted 
                with moments of rough ensemble but in 
                the main did a decent job, the minor 
                solo parts were OK, in some cases better 
                than OK, but of the four main soloists 
                only Barbara Frittoli was at all pleasing. 
              
 
              
Now here is the same 
                production from Bilbao a few years earlier. 
                It should be mentioned that Barcelona 
                was first out in 1999 to celebrate the 
                reopening of Liceu. When on occasion 
                good visuals and good acting can redeem 
                less than attractive singing, here we 
                have only the sonics to go by. It turns 
                out, however, that Bilbao wins hands 
                down on almost every count. They have 
                a comparable set of singers in the minor 
                roles – only Lluis Sintes’ Ping was 
                in both productions. There is more precision 
                and punch in the Bilbao chorus – indeed 
                they are plainly magnificent. José 
                Collado has an even tighter dramatic 
                grip on the combined forces than the 
                wholly admirable Carella in Barcelona. 
                The recorded sound is impressive and 
                there is surprisingly little in the 
                way of distracting noises. Even the 
                audience at the end of September is 
                blessedly free from bronchitis. 
              
 
              
José Manuel 
                Díaz is a dramatic Mandarin – 
                the first voice we hear – and Erwin 
                Schrott, noble, warm and with beautiful 
                timbre, is one of the best of recorded 
                Timurs. He is especially good in the 
                last act – the scene with Liù’s 
                death. We also encounter a splendid 
                Liú in Ainhoa Arteta. She is 
                vibrant and expressive, a heavier voice 
                than one often hears in the role but 
                she is truly endearing in her second 
                aria Tu che di gel sei cinta! 
                Ignacio Encinas isn’t the most ingratiating 
                of Calafs and not always too sensitive 
                to nuance but he is sturdy and powerful. 
                At the end of act 2 he is heavily strained 
                and once or twice painfully flat, but 
                his is at least a more than decent performance 
                and he makes a good stab at Nessun 
                dorma. It lacks in poetry but the 
                applause is rapturous. 
              
 
              
It is, however, for 
                Alessandra Marc’s Turandot that this 
                issue is of special interest. I heard 
                her in the role in Paris ten years ago 
                and was deeply impressed – she is even 
                more glorious here. She has the penetrating 
                top notes, dramatic and expressive and 
                never seems to tire. Since Birgit Nilsson’s 
                heyday we haven’t heard a more complete 
                Turandot. What she also has is a certain 
                amount of warmth – even at her first 
                appearance with In questa reggia. 
                This might be seen as a drawback. I 
                remember a review in Gramophone back 
                in 1992 – I believe it was John Steane 
                who, reviewing a recital disc on the 
                Delos label – wrote: "''In questa 
                reggia'' is (I believe) a mistake and 
                probably a dangerous one: there isn't 
                ice in the voice". That it was 
                no mistake, this recording, made a full 
                decade later, is very clear evidence 
                and personally I think that the hints 
                of warmth make it easier to accept the 
                thaw towards the end of the opera. Nilsson’s 
                princess sparkles with polar ice. 
              
 
              
Individually there 
                have been even finer readings of the 
                roles in the past: Corelli, Björling 
                and Pavarotti as Calaf; Tebaldi, Scotto 
                and Caballé as Liù and 
                both Giaiotti and Ghiaurov are superb 
                as Timur, but no one in my experience 
                surpasses Alessandra Marc as Turandot 
                in her combination of vocal glory and 
                warmth. Nilsson’s two recordings, with 
                Leinsdorf and Molinari-Pradelli, will 
                never be redundant and the Decca recording 
                under Zubin Mehta with Sutherland in 
                the title role has many good things, 
                even though I find Sutherland less suited 
                to the role than do others. 
              
 
              
There are extensive 
                historical notes and a detailed synopsis 
                - not track-related - in the booklet, 
                but only in Spanish, as seems to be 
                the rule with these RTVE issues from 
                Spanish Radio. 
              
 
              
Göran Forsling