I have heard and greatly enjoyed two Brahms discs 
          conducted by Robin Ticciati on the Tudor label (
choral 
          works & 
 
          Serenade 1 and the Haydn variations). However, I have not caught 
          up with his recording of the 
Symphonie fantastique with the Scottish 
          Chamber Orchestra, which was greeted with great enthusiasm by 
Dan 
          Morgan and 
Simon 
          Thompson. I was keen to make up for lost time, therefore, when this 
          new Berlioz disc arrived for review. 
            
          Often when reviewing a disc one leaves the verdict until the end. There 
          are times, however, when there’s no point in prevaricating; one 
          may as well nail one’s colours to the mast at once. This is one 
          such occasion: this is an outstanding disc. I’ve heard many very 
          fine accounts of Berlioz’s ravishing song-cycle and there are 
          certain ‘market leaders’, among which the classic accounts 
          by Régine Crespin and Dame Janet Baker would warrant the first 
          mentions. However, even if Karen Cargill may not quite challenge the 
          supremacy of those two great singers, this recording of 
Les nuits 
          d’été is one that made me listen with fresh 
          ears. 
            
          Miss Cargill sings very well indeed both here and in 
La mort de Cléopâtre, 
          matching her tone to the varying demands of the music with great intelligence 
          and deploying a fine range of vocal colours. I wasn’t entirely 
          convinced by her French pronunciation at times but this is not a major 
          issue. What gives this performance of 
Les nuits d’été 
          its special character is the sound of the orchestra. One is used to 
          hearing the work played by a full symphony orchestra. Here, however, 
          the SCO fields a string section that numbers 8/6/4/4/2. That means that 
          the wind and brass parts come through very naturally and easily and 
          that there’s a delightful transparency to the orchestral textures 
          at all times. One has heard revelatory accounts of Berlioz involving 
          period instruments under the batons of conductors such as Sir John Eliot 
          Gardiner and Paul McCreesh (
review) 
          but here Robin Ticciati reminds us triumphantly, just as the late Sir 
          Colin Davis did, that a well-balanced skilful orchestra playing on modern 
          instruments can do just as much justice to the subtle, original timbres 
          of Berlioz’s orchestration. 
            
          So, for example, ‘Villanelle’ is as light and buoyant as 
          you could wish. The orchestral sound is light on its feet and delicate 
          and Karen Cargill’s timbre is delightful. ‘Le spectre de 
          la rose’ is wonderfully languid at the start and at its conclusion 
          - and how right Julian Rushton is to point out in his excellent notes 
          the comparison with the 
Scène d’amour which we are 
          to hear later. In this second song Miss Cargill’s singing is sensuous 
          and expressive and at “Et j’arrive du paradis” she 
          unleashes passionate tone, which is just right. At the start of ‘Sur 
          les lagunes’ I love the grainy string tone that Ticciati gets 
          his players to produce; it really catches the ear as do the arresting 
          interjections of the hand-stopped horns in the second verse. Karen Cargill’s 
          singing is vivid and ardent. It is, perhaps, in ‘Absence’ 
          that the benefits of using small orchestral forces are most conspicuously 
          reaped. There’s a wonderful sense of intimacy about the performance 
          of this exquisite song which I can’t readily recall that I’ve 
          heard equalled. I could mention comparable delights in the remaining 
          two songs but I hope that by now I’ve said enough to convince 
          you that however many recordings of these great songs you possess you 
          must hear this one as well. 
            
          Ever since I had the chance to take part in a performance of it as a 
          member of my university’s orchestra over forty years ago I’ve 
          loved the 
Scène d’amour from 
Roméo et 
          Juliette. In those days I hadn’t really got the Berlioz ‘bug’ 
          - that came later - but it remains a firm personal favourite among his 
          music. As with 
Les nuits d’été I have some 
          fine performances of this piece in my collection, including several 
          as part of the complete score, yet I found this newcomer something of 
          a revelation. Here, more than in 
Les nuits d’été 
          the listener is, perhaps, more likely to miss the presence of a normal-sized 
          symphony orchestra string section. However, if you are willing to forego 
          a rich carpet of string tone - and I suggest that you should - the rewards 
          are great. Once again, it’s the intimacy and the transparency 
          of the textures that make the performance so beguiling. Right at the 
          start, Ticciati and his players evoke beautifully the impression of 
          a garden on a warm, sultry night. The scale of the orchestral sound 
          suggests to us that this is a 
small, walled garden. Throughout 
          this performance the textures are clear and one can relish the subtlety 
          of Berlioz’s orchestral imaginings. There’s interpretative 
          imagination at work here, too, as we can hear, for example, in the delivery 
          of those cello recitative passages just before that wonderful extended 
          melody for flute and cor anglais begins (at 6:51). That tune is unfolded 
          in a very convincing way. Ticciati is properly expressive but he keeps 
          the music moving forward most persuasively. Other conductors have taken 
          this melody at a broader pace but Ticciati’s pacing reminds us 
          that this piece is about a pair of 
young lovers. This performance 
          of the 
Scène d’amour, often gossamer-light, is an 
          incandescent one. 
            
          The programme is completed by a performance of 
La mort de Cléopâtre, 
          which Berlioz composed in 1829 as his entry for the competition for 
          the Prix de Rome. He was unsuccessful and, listening to this performance 
          it’s not hard to see why for the music must have seemed outlandish 
          and gratuitously radical to the conservatively-minded judges. I was 
          impressed by Karen Cargill’s performance. She’s vividly 
          dramatic at the very start - at which point the orchestral sounds are 
          equally arresting. Later on in the first part, the 
Scène Lyrique, 
          the passage beginning at “Actium m’a livrée” 
          is full of bite and towards the end of the 
Scène Lyrique 
          she fairly spits out the words “C’est par moi qu’aux 
          Romains l’Égypte est asservie”. The second section, 
          Méditation, begins with funereal timbres, superbly sounded in 
          the orchestra and then soloist and orchestra excel in the dark music 
          that follows. It’s not long, however, that Berlioz’s music 
          rises in passion and dramatic force and Miss Cargill is blazingly intense 
          in her delivery as she and Ticciati drive the music through its searingly 
          dramatic final pages. 
            
          This is an outstanding disc and the performances have been captured 
          in the sort of demonstration-quality sound for which Linn is well known. 
          Engineer/producer Philip Hobbs has done a superb job. As I indicated 
          earlier, the accompanying notes are very good indeed. 
            
          In summary, all Berlioz collectors should investigate this disc. As 
          for me, I’m off to acquire a copy of Ticciati’s recording 
          of 
Symphonie Fantastique without further delay. 
            
          
John Quinn