Of
                      all the monumental 
Fifths out there – from Beethoven,
                      Bruckner, Mahler, Nielsen, Prokofiev, Sibelius and Shostakovich – the
                      latter’s is still the most intriguing. Of course 
Testimony, Solomon
                      Volkov’s now discredited ‘memoirs’, did much to fuel the
                      debate about whether the symphony was indeed a ‘Soviet
                      artist’s answer to just criticism’ or something much more
                      subversive. Whichever view one subscribes to this remains
                      a heavyweight 
Fifth that packs quite a punch.
                  
                   
                  
                  
Speaking
                      of which Bernstein’s live 1979 recording with the New York
                      Philharmonic (CBS Masterworks MDK 44903) is a knockout,
                      helped in no small measure by the sumptuous acoustic of
                      Tokyo’s Bunka Kaikan. It’s vintage Lenny, a performance
                      of extremes, yet with an inexorable momentum that is simply
                      overwhelming. Of course there are many other fine recordings
                      in the catalogue, including Ashkenazy’s earlier outing
                      for Decca (421 120) and Kondrashin’s (part of his celebrated
                      Melodiya box, catalogue no. 1001065).
                   
                  
As
                      for Ashkenazy he has certainly done well as a conductor,
                      garnering praised for his complete Decca Rachmaninov, Sibelius
                      and Shostakovich symphonies, not to mention an indispensable
                      performance of Prokofiev 
Cinderella with the Clevelanders.
                      He can be variable in the concert hall – I remember a particularly
                      dull Mahler ‘Resurrection’ at the RFH – but then he made
                      amends with a white-hot 
Alexander Nevsky, played
                      at a screening of Eisenstein’s film. His Decca Shostakovich
                      isn’t an unqualified success either, although the RPO 
Fifth and
                      the St. Petersburg 
Seventh and 
Eleventh strike
                      me as the best of the bunch.
                   
                  
Given
                      the undeniable impact of his earlier 
Fifth I was
                      eager to hear what Ashkenazy would make of this score second
                      time around. Curiously, the Signum disc is a 2008 release,
                      although it was recorded in 2001. Unlike the earlier recording
                      (1987) this new one is live; starting with a wonderfully
                      incisive 
Festive Overture. Written to celebrate
                      the 37
th anniversary of the Revolution it’s
                      a thrilling piece, with strident brass fanfares and mobile
                      rhythms. Ashkenazy propels the music at breakneck speed
                      but never sacrifices inner detail or overall discipline.
                      What a ripsnorter this is, and what a hair-raising finale!
                   
                  
After
                      such a promising start I fully expected a memorable 
Fifth. The 
Moderato is
                      a little faster than before (14:59 as opposed to 16:36)
                      but that isn’t a problem, but the Philharmonia cellos and
                      double basses are a little soft grained compared with their
                      RPO counterparts. The most striking aspect of this new
                      reading, though, is the unaccustomed pallor that seems
                      to hang over the music. It certainly brings to mind all
                      those grim, prison-pale portraits of the composer in his
                      later years.
                   
                  
There’s
                      no doubt the Philharmonia are a more polished band than
                      the RPO, their strings sounding particularly smooth and
                      silky; yet even allowing for the exigencies of a live performance
                      the Philharmonia don’t play with quite the same thrust
                      and bite as their rivals. No matter, they have their thrilling
                      moments – the snare drums in the march at 8:56 especially – and
                      the overall sound picture is very convincing indeed. By
                      comparison the Bernstein recording is more full bodied – a
                      bit bloated, even – which suits his extrovert reading,
                      whereas the Suntory Hall acoustic is s good deal drier
                      and more detailed, emphasising Ashkenazy’s meticulous attention
                      to detail. I was particularly impressed with the latter’s
                      handling of the coda, which has never sounded more spectral
                      than it does here. 
                   
                  
After
                      just one movement it’s clear Ashkenazy’s performance is
                      carefully considered and deeply felt. In many ways it seems
                      to look forward to the pared-down sound world of the 
Fourteenth and 
Fifteenth symphonies,
                      whereas Bernstein prefers weight and amplitude. Nowhere
                      is this more obvious than in the galumphing bass of the
                      scherzo 
(Allegretto). The amazingly transparent
                      Signum recording retrieves plenty of instrumental detail,
                      particularly telling in those lilting Mahler moments.
                   
                  
Old
                      loyalties are under strain at this point, with Bernstein
                      sounding distinctly elephantine in music that really demands
                      a lighter touch. And as good as the RPO strings are they
                      really must yield to the Philharmonia’s in terms of vitality.
                      It’s an intriguing comparison, akin to a first draft and
                      a finished essay, with Ashkenazy now distilling so much
                      more from this remarkable score. 
                      
                  
That
                      is particularly true of the all-important 
Largo,
                      which is characterised by a wonderful poise and lightness
                      in the strings. This movement begins so very quietly, an
                      island of calm in a tempestuous sea, with Ashkenazy coaxing
                      limpid sounds from his players. Seldom have Shostakovich’s
                      melodic gifts been as clearly demonstrated as they are
                      here, the music unerringly shaped and projected. As for
                      the recording this must surely be one of the finest this
                      symphony has ever received, with even the quietest passages
                      easily audible in a very, very quiet hall.
                   
                  
In
                      the climax to the 
Largo and in the final 
Allegro
                      con moto Bernstein scores in terms of sheer heft and
                      emotional energy, yet Ashkenazy’s approach is just as compelling
                      in its own, understated way. The CBS recording for Bernstein
                      is a 
tour de force in this movement and I doubt
                      that final peroration has ever sounded so monumental. That
                      said, Ashkenazy boasts some superb drums and cymbals, and
                      is less prone to Lenny-like histrionics along the way.
                      He certainly gets the 
con moto element of this movement
                      right, the music moving swiftly towards a powerful conclusion.
                   
                  
Almost
                      there, and for some reason Ashkenazy pulls back in the
                      final pages. Now I suppose it depends on what you want
                      from the build-up to that thumping bass drum – a genuine
                      victory or a hollow one? Surely it’s possible to suggest
                      either in the shape and thrust of this movement as a whole,
                      rather than resorting to last-minute theatrics? I found
                      this rather distracting and a touch underwhelming after
                      such a thrilling start. By contrast the RPO are more febrile
                      and they really crank up the tension at this point. They
                      are also blessed with Telarc-style drum thwacks that are
                      every bit as terrifying as Bernstein’s.
                   
                  
Those
                      minor reservations aside this is a fine Shostakovich 
Fifth and
                      well worth adding to the umpteen versions you already own.
                      The overture is a humdinger, the Philharmonia are in great
                      shape and the recording is up there with the very best.
                      What more could you possibly want? 
                   
                  
Dan
                          Morgan
                          
                          see also review by Mark Jordan