As if the catalogues were not bursting to the seams with complete 
                Beethoven symphony cycles and a plethora of highly recommendable 
                individual releases, Hyperion has now added its own. Mackerras 
                has already, and relatively recently, recorded an excellent cycle 
                with the Royal Liverpool Philharmonic for EMI (Classics for Pleasure 
                575751-2; review). 
                Hyperion has a reputation for generally avoiding the central repertoire 
                in favour of more obscure fare, and so the announcement of this 
                release came as something of a surprise. We are constantly being 
                told of the impending demise of the classical recording industry 
                yet also comforted by the knowledge that labels such as Hyperion 
                will continue to generate a market for their releases due to their 
                enterprising approach to artists and repertoire. Quite where a 
                Beethoven symphony cycle conducted by a man who already has an 
                eminently recommendable set to his name fits into their strategy 
                I was not quite sure. 
              
What we are presented 
                  with here is, I believe, something of a unique proposition. 
                  These performances were given live at the Edinburgh Festival 
                  in September 2006. Each symphony was presented on its own in 
                  early evening concerts, to wide critical acclaim, and broadcast 
                  by the BBC. Hyperion have now licensed those radio tapes and 
                  released them at mid-price.
                
Interestingly enough, 
                  in terms of budget priced sets, the earlier Mackerras is in 
                  direct competition with David Zinman’s groundbreaking Arte Nova 
                  set (Arte Nova 74321 65410-2; review). 
                  Zinman was the first to record the cycle in accordance to Jonathan 
                  Del Mar’s recent critical edition of the symphonies. Much flag 
                  waving and sounding of fanfare accompanied the individual releases 
                  of Zinman’s cycle, rather eclipsing the roughly contemporaneous 
                  Mackerras recordings. What very few mentioned, however, was 
                  that Mackerras had been using the fruits of Del Mar’s research 
                  for quite some time and that Zinman merely beat him in terms 
                  of authenticity by being able to say that he was using the latest 
                  published research. Zinman, obviously wanting to stress 
                  novelty value above artistic integrity, proceeded to litter 
                  his performances with outrageously exaggerated effects within 
                  the context of an extremely bland approach to dynamics.
                
Mackerras could 
                  never be accused of lacking artistic integrity, and this set 
                  is a fitting summation of his many years of experience. I will 
                  say immediately that this latest cycle is perhaps the finest 
                  that I have heard, if such a statement does not appear absurd. 
                  For here we have all the gains of historically informed performance 
                  and up to date research without the studied caution that so 
                  many conductors have brought to the period performance movement 
                  in recent years. If you were not aware of the provenance of 
                  these recordings you would certainly not guess their conductor. 
                  Mackerras conducts these works with an awe-inspiring energy 
                  and sense of discovery. We will never know exactly how Beethoven 
                  intended these symphonies to sound, but I’d wager that Mackerras 
                  comes closer than most to conveying the originality, temperament 
                  and sheer humanity of the composer’s vision.
                
Mackerras used his 
                  Scottish Chamber Orchestra for the first eight symphonies. As 
                  recorded here, the brass are extremely prominent (too much so 
                  for many listeners I imagine) as are the timpani (hard sticks, 
                  of course). Vibrato is kept to a minimum but not prohibited. 
                  The overall orchestral sound is explosive, vibrant and occasionally 
                  strident. Internal balances are immaculately controlled. I do 
                  not intend to give a blow by blow, movement by movement account 
                  of these performances; much of the joy that I have experienced 
                  in listening to them is a result of pleasant surprise. But I 
                  will attempt to give a general overview of each symphony so 
                  that readers will have some idea of Mackerras’s general approach.
                
The First Symphony 
                  is given a relatively ‘straightforward’ reading; that is not, 
                  of course, to say that it is in any way dull, merely that Mackerras 
                  understands that this is not exactly Beethoven at his most revolutionary. 
                  It is an approach that works, as it would in any other ‘minor’ 
                  masterpiece - such as Schubert’s Fifth, for example. 
                  The opening of the first movement struck me as surprisingly 
                  broad and led me to think that this was going to be, shall we 
                  say, a more ‘mature’ mans cycle, such as Colin Davis gave us 
                  back in the mid-90s with the Dresden Staatskapelle (a personal 
                  favourite and still, I believe, available in all its granite 
                  hewn glory on Philips 446 067-2). First impressions can me misleading 
                  and such is the case here. The pace certainly picks up once 
                  Mackerras reaches the main allegro section of the movement, 
                  but I don’t think he drives the music too hard in the manner 
                  of Zinman, Harnoncourt and, I’m afraid, Gardiner. What we hear 
                  is a sensible rendition of this music that merely treats it 
                  with the respect it deserves, imbued with a great regard for 
                  tasteful levels of contrast and clarity of balances.
                
To describe Mackerras’s 
                  approach to the second movement as ‘Mozartian’ may be indulging 
                  in cliché, but that is exactly what we get; grace and refinement 
                  are the key notes here. The ensuing Menuett is taken 
                  at quite a pace but is once again expertly articulated and balanced, 
                  and with thunderous timpani where appropriate. The final movement 
                  is once again fleet without being over-driven. Some may prefer 
                  greater weight to the orchestral sound, and I certainly would 
                  have welcomed a sense of sostenuto to the sforzando 
                  minims.
                
Truth be told, Mackerras’s 
                  performance of the Second Symphony displays many of the 
                  same virtues. Again, tempi are swift without exaggeration, and 
                  the extra space given to the third movement Scherzo allows 
                  more spring and lift to the rhythms. I was expecting this approach 
                  to be less successful in the ‘Eroica’ Third Symphony. 
                  Yet in the first movement Mackerras takes what strikes me as 
                  being the ideal tempo, charting a middle course between the 
                  electrifying scramble of Gardiner and the broader, more graceful 
                  bluster of the ‘old school’ for which Klaus Tennstedt’s 1994 
                  live traversal - a recording I will return to shortly- is an 
                  exemplar. Mackerras is expressive without being indulgent and 
                  the movement really does have a balletic feel, as sense of schwung 
                  that has eludes so many in the past.
                
              
Obviously no historically 
                informed performance with a reasonably sized orchestra is going 
                to be able to create the sense of tragedy at the opening of the 
                Marcia Funebre that you get with a Furtwangler or a Karajan. 
                Yet Mackerras, by virtue of taking a swifter tempo and encouraging 
                his string players to play with minimal vibrato certainly creates 
                a chilly effect. This works marvellously when contrasted with 
                the brighter passages later on in the movement. The finale goes 
                off like a shot and is certainly among the most uplifting Beethoven 
                performances I have heard, capping an exceptionally fine recording 
                of this work. In the final analysis though, I did find something 
                lacking here. There are depths to this music that historically 
                informed performances prohibit and, though I certainly can’t use 
                that as any kind of justifiable criticism, I would have perhaps 
                expected Mackerras to indulge himself a little more here and there. 
                My case in point is when the music of the last movement slows 
                down to reflect on what has preceded it. Mackerras, very reasonably, 
                sounds like he’s stood at the summit of an alp and admiring the 
                awesome view, which is probably what the composer intended. In 
                the aforementioned Tennstedt performance (available coupled with 
                the Sixth and Eighth, EMI Gemini 371462-2; review) 
                you get the impression that the conductor is gazing out over eternity, 
                reflecting on a life beset by most of the greatest political and 
                social upheavals of the twentieth century. Tennstedt’s music-making 
                was informed by horrors that Beethoven had probably never contemplated; 
                he once described the first movement of Mahler’s Sixth Symphony 
                as predicting the Nazi menace. The problem of historically 
                informed performance is that it leads to a kind of ‘museum culture’; 
                in the pursuit of knowledge I would quite happily listen to a 
                Beethoven performance exactly as the composer intended it. But 
                I would listen once, maybe twice, and then move on, just as the 
                world has in the past two hundred years. In fairness to Mackerras 
                his is pretty much the only performance of this work that, for 
                myself, presents an accurate image of the work as Beethoven intended 
                whilst expressing some of the loftier ideas of some of his contemporaries. 
                That in itself is a remarkable achievement and it is only personal 
                taste that prohibits me from recommending this as the ‘Eroica’ 
                of choice. 
              
No such qualms about 
                  the Fourth Symphony, or in fact the Fifth, both 
                  of which receive blistering accounts. I don’t think I’ve heard 
                  a finer performance of the earlier work, whilst its famous successor 
                  certainly ranks with the greatest recordings. In the first movement 
                  of the Fifth I felt that Mackerras’s lightning pace robbed the 
                  music of a certain amount of buoyancy, and there is a definite 
                  feeling of a triplet rhythm to the iconic opening gesture. Yet 
                  the ensuing movements pack an enormous punch, the Andante 
                  particularly well paced. Throughout this work, Beethoven 
                  plays on the contrast between the nihilistic, descending motif 
                  of the very opening and its optimistic, ascending equivalent 
                  (heard most obviously as the upbeat to the first theme of the 
                  second movement); many conductors highlight this struggle simply 
                  by beating the listener over the head with as many extremes 
                  of dynamic as possible. Mackerras is content to play out the 
                  musical battles at the heart of the work with an intellectual 
                  rigour which is supremely satisfying. No more intelligent reading 
                  of this difficult symphony exists on record and it is certainly 
                  instructive to compare it with the recording by young firebrand 
                  Gustavo Dudamel (DG 4776228; reviews); 
                  the Venezuelan conductor is superficially exciting, yes, but 
                  listening to Mackerras only goes to highlight what decades of 
                  experience and academic study can add to a performance.
                
I was expecting 
                  the Sixth Symphony to be a disappointment. It is the 
                  one symphony of the entire cycle that I feel really needs a 
                  warm, ‘traditional’ orchestral sonority. It is the most gentle 
                  of these works and I initially felt that the timbre of the Scottish 
                  Chamber Orchestra would be unsuitable to reaping the extraordinary 
                  riches of this work. Happily I was mistaken; Mackerras tones 
                  down the more abrasive qualities of the earlier performances 
                  to give a truly rewarding reading of this score. Once again, 
                  though, personal preferences preclude making this a first choice. 
                  I don’t think anyone who has heard Carlos Kleiber’s recently 
                  unearthed live recording - remarkably the only time he 
                  ever conducted it - will ever forget it, and for me every performance 
                  of the work that I hear will struggle to compete with it. The 
                  true mark of a great performance is how the audience respond 
                  to it; on the Orfeo release of Kleiber’s performance (Orfeo 
                  C600031B) the applause is retained. The nature of that applause 
                  is in itself remarkable. The audience, obviously mesmerised 
                  by the performance, are initially reticent. After a brief silence, 
                  a few members tentatively begin to clap but, realising that 
                  the other occupants of the Bayerische Staatsoper are still in 
                  a trance-like state of absolute pleasure, cease. After a few 
                  more seconds of silence the house erupts. At the end of Mackerras’s 
                  performance I was wishing that I had been present on that afternoon 
                  in Edinburgh; at the end of Kleiber’s I felt like I had been 
                  transported to Munich on a lovely summer’s afternoon - the performance 
                  was actually given in November 1983.
                
The only performance 
                  on the Seventh that touches me more than Mackerras’s 
                  present one does so for very different reasons. Leonard Bernstein’s 
                  final concert (with the Boston Symphony) is one of a kind. The 
                  tensile strength of his vision, so unfashionable these days, 
                  takes the breath away and, in the Allegretto, you can 
                  almost feel the chill of death in those horribly protracted 
                  pauses that Bernstein introduces. Happily Mackerras’s performance 
                  of the same work is altogether more enjoyable. In that same 
                  Allegretto movement the antipodean conductor (at a much 
                  swifter tempo) still manages to convey a sense of depth, but 
                  the major-key interjections are carried more successfully by 
                  the more suitable tempo. The lack of vibrato at the start of 
                  the movement aids the generation of atmosphere and the long 
                  crescendo thereafter, so difficult to bring off, is a model 
                  of control and a clear indicator of years of experience. In 
                  my mind only Haitink, at a Proms concert with the Berlin Philharmonic 
                  several years ago, has managed the same feat. Beethoven certainly 
                  knew what he was doing when he wrote that crescendo, but may 
                  have been a little naïve in terms of the practicalities of executing 
                  it.
                
This has always 
                  been a favourite symphony of mine, with its combination of geniality 
                  and visceral excitement. Wagner, famously, referred to it as 
                  the ‘apotheosis of dance’. That said, I’ve never heard a satisfying 
                  performance of it. The tempi were always wrong and, if they 
                  weren’t, the textures were too heavy… The closest I’ve heard 
                  to perfection recently was at the hands of the aforementioned 
                  Dudamel, who at least had something interesting to say. I recall 
                  a conductor of mine once praising to the hilt a recording of 
                  the aged Stokowski conducting this piece, sighting the absolute 
                  rhythmic rigour as the reason for its success. That’s what Mackerras 
                  gives us here, and a great deal besides. Tempi are not especially 
                  quick, but textures are so clear that it feels like you’re looking 
                  at a new restoration of the Mona Lisa only to find that her 
                  drab green frock was actually dazzling emerald. That is Mackerras’s 
                  great achievement here, a truly enlightening reading, revolutionary 
                  without having to resort to point-scoring. What attracted me 
                  to that Bernstein recording was that the stoic act of absolute 
                  conviction in the music even at a remarkably slow pace spilled 
                  over into exultation by the end; Bernstein presented a struggle 
                  of such cosmic dimensions that you couldn’t help but be engulfed 
                  in it. Mackerras gives the exultation without the struggle and 
                  that, for me, represents the best of all possible worlds.  My 
                  only slight reservation is that I would have welcomed more breadth 
                  to the trio sections of the third movement. It is that 
                  thing with the Alps again … Mackerras sounds like he’s going 
                  for a brisk walk; I think Beethoven was probably thinking a 
                  little taller.
                
Once again, the 
                  Eighth Symphony is given a truly exceptional performance. 
                  Anyone knowing this work will hopefully have gathered from my 
                  previous comments that Mackerras’s general approach to Beethoven 
                  as evinced in this set is perfectly suited to the ‘little’ Eighth 
                  Symphony. It is a lovely performance, and the opening of the 
                  second movement has never sounded as Rossinian as here.
                
For the Ninth 
                  Symphony Mackerras chose to use the Philharmonia instead 
                  of the Scottish Chamber Orchestra. I can see his point; the 
                  loftiness and progressive thinking behind the work do require 
                  larger forces. What one has to weigh against this is the obvious 
                  inconsistency in timbre between the previous eight works and 
                  this final, monumental one. There is also that fact that it 
                  becomes very clear quite early into the first movement that 
                  whilst the SCO performances were borne of a familiarity between 
                  conductor and orchestra honed over many years the Philharmonia 
                  Ninth was probably a little more ad-hoc. The results, while 
                  undeniably exciting, can seem a little crude. The first movement 
                  is taken quickly enough for it to sound hurried, and ensemble 
                  is not always as polished as we are accustomed to. Not so long 
                  ago Haitink gave us big-band Beethoven that more successfully 
                  integrated period practices with ‘old-school’ tendencies (LSO 
                  0598). And yet…Mackerras elucidates so much detail within Beethoven’s 
                  orchestration that the experience is absolutely electrifying. 
                  If the conductor was trying to demonstrate just how revolutionary 
                  this movement was at the time of its composition then attention 
                  has been paid.
                
The molto vivace 
                  second movement is not quite as extreme in tempo as its 
                  predecessor and yet still generates considerable excitement. 
                  The third movement hears the Philharmonia as you do not normally 
                  expect them to sound; Mackerras’s ‘sparse vibrato’ policy applies 
                  even here. More than at any point within this new cycle here 
                  sense a level of engagement with Beethoven’s music that transgresses 
                  sublime and moves on to realms of achievement that are rarely 
                  heard in the concert hall let alone on record. Several years 
                  ago, Simon Rattle in his television series ‘Leaving Home’ equated 
                  the passing of time in this movement to the ticking of a clock, 
                  corresponding with a fundamentally human instinct. Mackerras 
                  provides us with a convincing musical argument to back up Rattle; 
                  this really is music making that penetrates the soul and reminds 
                  us what it is to be human.
                
The belief in the 
                  spirit of humankind has always attracted me to the finale of 
                  this symphony. Some have expressed bewilderment in its apparent 
                  lack of formal unity; this I have excused on the basis that 
                  it is composed around the structure of Schiller’s text. Others 
                  have adopted it for more sinister purposes. George Steiner once 
                  informed me that in the sketches for Theodor Adorno’s (unfinished) 
                  book on Beethoven he had circled a passage of Schiller’s prose 
                  referring to brotherhood and written the name ‘Hitler’ beside 
                  it. Without wanting to pass judgements on the activities of 
                  various conductors during and after the Third Reich, the teutonic 
                  quality of many Beethoven performances after the Second World 
                  War can largely be seen as due to influence of conductors such 
                  as Fürtwängler, Karajan and Böhm, none of whom were completely 
                  innocent of collaboration. One only has to look at Karajan’s 
                  Unitel film of this particular work (DG) to see how, consciously 
                  or not, Beethoven’s humanitarian spirit had been grotesquely 
                  transformed into some kind of proto-fascist rally. If you don’t 
                  believe me then borrow a copy and witness regimented lines of 
                  choristers with immaculately coiffeured appearances participating 
                  in probably the most joyless ‘Ode to Joy’ of all time.
                
Bernstein, of course, 
                  was the conductor of the most obviously political performance 
                  of this work, on Christmas Day 1989, drawing together musicians 
                  from the four nations that were united after the fall of the 
                  Berlin Wall (Britain, America, Germany and Russia). Bernstein 
                  was already ill and, despite dubious political choices in the 
                  1970s, chose this work above all to express the feeling of optimism 
                  and faith in humanity that was fitting for such a land-mark 
                  occasion. Fittingly he chose to replace ‘Joy’ with ‘Freedom’ 
                  (ironically Schiller’s original intention), which not only added 
                  a greater vibrancy to the vowel sounds of the choral lines but 
                  also provided the Western world with one of its truly iconic 
                  musical moments. No-one who saw the broadcast of those concerts 
                  on TV or who have heard the CD are likely to forget the impact 
                  of having an already iconic piece of music sum up an entire 
                  period of political history.
                
So, where does that 
                  leave Mackerras? Well, I doubt that I have ever heard a more 
                  moving, exciting, optimistic performance of this movement. There 
                  may not be the political, historical or emotional ties of that 
                  Bernstein performance, and yet Mackerras is absolutely in-tune 
                  with Beethoven and Schiller’s message. This is about as humane 
                  a performance as you are likely to hear. Rarely have I heard 
                  a performance of anything that embodies such optimism and faith 
                  in humanity.
                
              
That is certainly 
                a comment I can make about all of the performances in this set. 
                To have the greatest works of one of our finest composers conducted 
                with such understanding by one of the late-twentieth century’s 
                finest and most enquiring conductors would be a privilege even 
                at full price. At Hyperion’s modest price tag this is certainly 
                the Beethoven set to have. Even the packaging looks good; instead 
                of the usual photo of the artist that we tend to get these days 
                we get a water colour (by June Mendoza) of Mackerras sitting in 
                his study looking content with the world. Anyone buying this set 
                will probably look the same.
                
                Owen E Walton