I listened to Barbirolli's 9th today on EMI with the Berliner Philharmonic. It is an imperious rendition. Total mastery of the architectonic of the work - its beauty, its bombast, its grotesqueness, and that melancholic resignation that is not one of despair...more like peace.
I imagine the 9th is a nightmare to conduct - some many places to slip up. Just take the opening, for a start, which sets not just that quirky rhythm but (for me) is sort of mystical, setting up the whole otherworldly atmosphere of what follows. Chailly's sumptuous take feels too slow - others mess things up with quirky rubato.
Barbirolli seems to just nail it, by which I mean, I can't fault any of his musical choices. I also have Klemperer, Nott (destroyed, for me, by falling manuscript and what sounds like a sneeze in the final adagio) and Ancerl in this work.
I imagine the 9th is a nightmare to conduct - some many places to slip up. Just take the opening, for a start, which sets not just that quirky rhythm but (for me) is sort of mystical, setting up the whole otherworldly atmosphere of what follows. Chailly's sumptuous take feels too slow - others mess things up with quirky rubato.
Barbirolli seems to just nail it, by which I mean, I can't fault any of his musical choices. I also have Klemperer, Nott (destroyed, for me, by falling manuscript and what sounds like a sneeze in the final adagio) and Ancerl in this work.
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