Nikolaus Harnoncourt has made a remarkable journey through great
                parts of European music history. He began as one of the pioneers
                of period performances of central German baroque repertoire half
                a century ago. Step by step he expanded his scope backwards (his
                Monteverdi operas were milestones) and forwards, encompassing
                Mozart, Haydn and Beethoven. Often controversial in his approach
                his readings have nevertheless been refreshing in their individuality.
                No one can accuse him of ever being dull or streamlined. His
                Beethoven symphony cycle still stands out as one of the most
                consistently epoch-making. From there the early romantic era
                was close enough (Weber, Schumann) but it still came as a surprise
                when he appeared as conductor of the New Year’s Day concerts
                in Vienna in 2001 and 2003. Long before that he had devoted himself
                to the Viennese operetta repertoire - quite successfully too.
                Even more intriguing was his decision to record Verdi’s 
Aida.
                This didn’t meet with wholehearted enthusiasm in all camps.
                This was however a trifling departure from his main road, however
                winding, compared to his latest by-road: Gershwin’s 
Porgy
                and Bess. 
                
                Harnoncourt has been familiar with at least some of the songs
                from this opera since the music was new. His father used to play
                them on the piano and sing. But he ‘definitely didn’t
                use to be a particular expert on 
Porgy and Bess’,
                as he says in an interview printed in the accompanying book to
                this set. His first intention was to ‘play the work in
                its entirety, just as Gershwin composed it’. That was what
                Lorin Maazel did in his famous recording from the 1970s. Reading
                some articles about the work and its first performance he arrived
                at the conclusion that Gershwin never intended it to be performed
                that way. It would be too long and dramatically unwieldy. On
                the other hand the version that the original conductor Alexander
                Smallens after some time concocted was heavily reduced and re-orchestrated,
                bringing the work closer to the traditional musical. That was
                the version that after the war became the norm. It can be heard
                in a live recording from Berlin 1952 with Smallens conducting
                and with a young Leontyne Price as Bess, partnered by William
                Warfield (see 
review).
                Harnoncourt has tried to find a middle road: ‘the opera
                as the librettist, the composer and the producer worked it out
                in 1935 [which] makes the most convincing impression …’ 
                
                Pragmatist that he is, Harnoncourt has rethought and modified
                the decisions of the production team 75 years ago. There are
                cuts in the published score but there are also some additions,
                only found in Gershwin’s manuscript, most notably at the
                opening of the last scene in act III a 
Symphony of Noise (CD
                3, tr. 7) an evocative and atmospheric piece for sundry percussion
                instruments, illustrating ‘the sounds of the waking day’.
                Whether Gershwin would have approved is irrelevant; the vital
                point is: does it work as a performing version? I think it does,
                and success with any production of 
Porgy and Bess - or
                really any opera - is dependent more on the quality of the performance
                than what version is used. I can agree with Harnoncourt that
                Smallens’s version may lack the dimension that may have
                been Gershwin’s principal aim: to write a true grand opera,
                but so infectious and committed is the singing - and playing
                - that one can’t help being deeply involved, in spite of
                the partly relatively primitive sound. 
                
                So what about former baroque specialist Nikolaus Harnoncourt’s
                credentials as an interpreter of American music? Gershwin’s
                opera is not exactly a jazz opera but the rhythmic elements are
                essential. Well, rhythms are essential in baroque music as well
                and precision and acuity have always been two of his hallmarks.
                And the quotation in the booklet that he has brought swing back
                into classical music seems rather appropriate. There is nothing
                of the foursquare ‘warrant officer jazz’, as it is
                sometimes labelled when sight-reading conservatory-trained musicians
                try to make music swing. The orchestral introduction has the
                right rhythmic swagger - though Jazzbo Brown’s piano solo
                is rather stale - and he very aptly uncovers the many subtle
                intricacies of Gershwin’s marvellous score. Harnoncourt
                has sometimes been castigated for eccentric choices of tempo
                but in this case I see no reason to have deviant opinions. The
                playing of the Chamber Orchestra of Europe is also in this repertoire
                beyond reproach. They are plainly magnificent. 
                
                We have become used to the high standards of the Arnold Schönberg
                Chor, and no one is likely to find any faults in intonation,
                precision or tonal beauty. The problem is that it is the wrong
                kind of tonal beauty. Where the chorus in Berlin 1952 oozes raw
                energy, ecstasy and uninhibited joy or sorrow this choir is neat
                and refined. These are the two adjectives least appropriate for
                the people of Catfish Row. I am afraid this is a major drawback. 
                
                The solo singing is variable. The distaff side is generally more
                successful. Bibiana Nwobilo, the first voice we hear, sings Clara’s 
Summertime beautifully
                and with blues feeling. Angela Renée Simpson is a good
                Serena and is especially impressive in 
Shame on all you, sinners (CD
                2, tr. 7). As Maria we hear Roberta Alexander, who at 60 is remarkably
                unscathed by the passing years. Isabelle Kabatu is a vocally
                and dramatically convincing Bess and the scene with Crown (CD
                2 trs. 7-8) is immensely intense. There is also a good Strawberry
                Woman, not credited in the cast list. 
                
                When Jonathan Lemalu’s debut record was released 2002 it
                was greeted with almost universal acclaim and he seemed set for
                a glorious career. I am afraid that what we hear on this recording
                indicates a serious decline. His voice has warmth and he imbues
                the role with deep understanding and expressivity, but the tone
                is wobbly, so much so that it is not always clear what note he
                is aiming at. There is still a lot to admire but this is another
                serious drawback. Gregg Baker sang Crown for Simon Rattle more
                than twenty years ago and still impresses, particularly in 
A
                redheaded woman (CD 2 tr. 22). Rodney Clark’s Jake
                is another wobbler and Michael Forest is oily enough as Sporting
                Life but also he lacks a true tonal centre. 
                
                For a complete recording Simon Rattle on EMI is still the best
                option, though Willard White is rather strained at times (
1988
                CD; 
1988
                CD reissue; 
2002
                DVD version). He was fresher on the Maazel recording. Those
                who are satisfied with a highlights disc can find nothing better
                than the early 1960s recording with Leontyne Price and William
                Warfield (RCA). On Philips there was a recording (still in the
                catalogue I believe) with Simon Estes and Roberta Alexander.
                Nikolaus Harnoncourt is always interesting, the 
Symphony of
                Noise is a fascinating novelty and there are several good
                singers. However the shaky Porgy and the bloodless chorus more
                or less rule it out. 
                
                
Göran Forsling