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1-14 Wilhelm Rurtwangler
Wilhelm Furtwängler (1886 - 1954) – Beethoven: Symphonies 3 ("Eroica"), 5 and 9 ("Choral").
I truly consider Wilhelm Furtwängler to be the greatest conductor on record (although, ironically, his actual studio recordings are eclipsed by acetates and tapes of his concerts, which preserve his full glory). Others surely agree, as is evidenced by a constant flood of LPs and now CDs of “new” Furtwängler releases. Yet, with few exceptions, most repackage – and occasionally reprocess – the same material as before. Thus, a prospect of genuine newly-found performances of his core repertoire promises to be a major event. This volume is a fabulous collection, even though it isn’t quite what it purports to be. Furtwängler’s wartime concerts project his frighteningly intense struggle between pure artistic truth and sordid political reality, soaring human aspirations and appalling social depravity. Nowhere is this more distilled than in his Beethoven and especially in the symphonies heard here. Until now we’ve had only a single Fifth from this era (June 1943) but the producers claim to have found another from February 1944, when Furtwängler’s emotions were screwed even tighter. Alas, beyond identical timings, every cough and glitch (of which there are amazingly few) are the same. So instead of the promised find, all we have is yet another reissue of the familiar version (regardless of whether, as previously identified, it was from 1943 or, as now corrected, 1944), albeit in a richer and more powerful transfer than ever before. (Its previous best incarnation is in Maggi Payne’s 1999 restoration in Music and Arts CD set xxx.) Even so, this is a stunning performance, my favorite of all the dozens of Beethoven Fifths I’ve heard. The allegro con brio treads a perilous balance between resolute hope and grim despair, the scherzo is downright malevolent and comes to perch on a excruciating suspended brink of desperation, and the triumphant finale is suffused with anger and doubt and drained of any sense of fulfillment. The coda is devastating in its edgy ambiguity – accelerating with sheer mindless energy far too rushed for any sense of comfort, and then winding down to leave the final chord an exhausted and resounding question mark. The Eroica here does seem truly new and it’s mesmerizing, vaulting to the top of my personal list. If the producers’ attribution to February 1954 is correct it would be the last of Furtwängler’s recorded Eroica performances. While just missing the subtle nervous tension that made his 1944 Vienna recording uniquely compelling, it’s a superb melding of the sensitivity of his Berlin Philharmonic work with the smooth subtlety of the Vienna Philharmonic into an intensely human document. Its exquisite attention to detail elucidates the structural components within the overall architecture and is conveyed through a remarkably sharp, well-balanced recording (and with a fortunately quiet audience). The Ninth is the earliest of Furtwangler’s dozen. The producers’ claim that it was only available in Japan ignores the 1994 Music and Arts edition (CD 818), but here the oversight is gladly forgiven, as the transfer is vastly better – still several degrees below hi-fi, but now good AM rather than short-wave quality and with far more mid-bass (and, alas, annoying rumble that should have been filtered) that compels a re-evaluation on artistic terms, as it now resembles listenable music rather than a merely curious primitive artifact. Frankly, there are more compelling Furtwängler Ninths – a frightening 1943 Berlin concert drenched with pain and agony, a 1951 Bayreuth dedication in which the slashing wartime ferocity yields to heartfelt humanistic triumph, and a luminous 1954 Lucerne Philharmonia performance. Yet, all the elements of Furtwängler’s unique way with this work are firmly in place in this May 1937 Berlin Philharmonic London concert, from a barely audible opening to a vertiginous coda – indeed the ending is more startling than he would ever achieve again. Despite disappointment over the “new” Fifth, this is a fabulous collection both for devotees and for those eager to discover why Furtwängler is still able to muster such enthusiasm a half-century after his demise