Before we begin, I have to mention again some of my
favorite conductors in Symphonie
fantastique recordings: Sir Thomas Beecham, Leonard Bernstein, Sir Colin
Davis, Leopold Stokowski, John Eliot Gardiner, Sir Roger Norrington, Charles
Munch, and Jean Martinon. I mention these names because so well-traveled a
warhorse as the Berlioz already has heady competition for any new recording,
even when the recording comes from so notable a conductor as Leonard Slatkin.
For those of you like me who need a road map to keep up
with the musical travels of Maestro Slatkin since his leaving the St. Louis
Symphony in 1996, here’s a quick rundown: He was the director of the Blossom
Festival of the Cleveland Orchestra from 1990-1999. Then, he was the Music
Director of the National Symphony Orchestra in Washington, D.C., from 1996 to
2008. In 2000, he became the Chief Conductor of the BBC Symphony Orchestra, a
post he held until September 11, 2004. He was also the Principal Guest
Conductor of the Philharmonia Orchestra from 1997 to 2000, and in 2004 became
the Principal Guest Conductor at the Hollywood Bowl for the Los Angeles
Philharmonic. Following that in 2005, he became the Principal Guest Conductor
of the Royal Philharmonic Orchestra, London. In 2006, he became the Music
Advisor to the Nashville Symphony Orchestra and then in 2008 the Principal
Guest Conductor of the Pittsburgh Symphony Orchestra. Finally, in 2007 Slatkin
became the Music Director of the Detroit Symphony Orchestra and in 2011 the
Music Director of the Orchestre National de Lyon, the posts he currently holds. Whew!
Now, to the music at hand. The composer, Hector Berlioz
(1803-1869), wrote his Symphonie
fantastique in 1830, and it wasn’t long before it became one of the most
influential pieces of music of all time. With programmatic elements similar to
previous works like Vivaldi’s Four
Seasons and Beethoven’s Pastoral
Symphony and using a huge orchestral arrangement for well over a hundred
players (Berlioz employed about 130 musicians for the première), the result
must have been extraordinary for its period; indeed, it remains extraordinary
even today. It’s not really a traditional symphony despite the title, more like
a psychodrama in five movements. Therein, the young Berlioz writes
autobiographically of the hopeless love of a young man for a woman, the young
man falling into a drug-induced dream, which the composer describes in his
music. The woman reappears throughout the Symphonie
in the form of an idée fixe, a “fixed
idea” the young man cannot shake, a musical innovation Berlioz used to
advantage.
As we might expect from Maestro Slatkin, he takes a fairly
literal view of things, which in a programmatic work like the Symphonie fantastique may be the best
course. He interprets the opening movement at face value, the Reveries--Passions, never quite
animating it as much as I’d like but nicely playing up the contrasts as the
dejected romantic of the score conjures up opium dreams and nightmares of his
lost love.
The second movement describes a ball in which the young
man catches a glimpse of his beloved.
Berlioz later composed a cornet part for this section, which Slatkin
includes as a bonus track. Anyway, the conductor ensures the music itself
sweeps and swirls in an appropriately questioning, probing manner.
Next, we come to the scene in the country, a slow Adagio. In it, the young man sees a pair
of shepherd boys playing a pipe melody to call their flock, and all is well
until, as always, the young man notices his love in the picture. Needless to
say, the music shifts into a left sudden turn, which Slatkin negotiates smoothly,
if without too much high drama.
Then we come to the final two movements that audiophiles
so adore because they burst over with so much busy, vigorous energy. They’re
ideal for showing off one’s audio system. The March to the Scaffold brings the young man to his death for the
murder of his beloved, and the Witches’ Sabbath
finds the poor fellow apparently at Judgment Day in hell. Beecham and Bernstein
generated genuine electricity in these movements; Slatkin merely contents
himself with some passing color. I’d rather have felt a little more of the
young man’s agony. Still, it’s hard to go wrong in this music, and there
remains much one can commend in Slatkin’s low-key characterization. At least he
doesn’t let the excitement alone carry the day. It’s also nice to see that
Naxos chose to divide the final movement into four separate tracks for an easy
indexing of ideas.
Besides the alternative cornet movement, the coupling on
the disc is Berlioz’s Overture to Le Corsaire. Here, too, Slatkin’s
reading sounds admirably restrained and unaffected, with a dashing élan.
Naxos recorded the music in 2011 at the Auditorium de
Lyon, France, to generally good effect. The sound is typical of much of Naxos’s
work, perfectly adequate yet never quite reaching audiophile heights. The
all-important midrange is refined and natural, if not entirely transparent. The
high and low ends appear well enough represented, though not particularly
extended except at the very end of the Symphonie.
Dynamic range and impact appear a tad limited, so they don’t produce quite the
force of an actual orchestral experience. In all, the sonics seem ideally
suited to easy listening rather than really critical listening.
JJP
