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DG - 2
CDs - 445 817-2 - (p) 1995
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| Gustav MAHLER
(1860-1911) |
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| Symphonie
No. 9 |
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82' 39" |
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Compact Disc 1
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43'
25" |
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1. Andante comodo |
28' 09" |
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2. Im Tempo eines
gemächlichen Ländlers. Etwas
täppisch und sehr derb |
15' 15" |
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| Compact Disc 2 |
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39'
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3. Rondo-Burleske. Allegro
assai. Sehr trotzig |
13' 16" |
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4. Adagio. Sehr langsam und
noch zurückhaltend |
25' 54" |
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| PHILHARMONIA
ORCHESTRA |
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| Giuseppe SINOPOLI
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Luogo
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All
Saints' Church, Tooting, London
(Gran Bretagna) - dicembre 1993 |
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Registrazione:
live / studio |
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studio
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Executive
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Wolfgang
Stengel |
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Recording
Producer |
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Wolfgang
Stengel |
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Tonmeister
(Balance Engineer) |
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Klaus
Hiemann |
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Recording
Engineer |
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Hans-Rudolf
Müller |
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Editing |
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Mark
Buecker |
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Prima Edizione
LP |
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Prima Edizione
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Deutsche
Grammophon | 445 817-2 | LC 0173 | 2
CDs - 43' 25" & 39' 14" | (p)
1995 | 4D DDD |
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Note |
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Although the
Ninth was the last of
Mahler’s symphonies to be
completed in fully
orchestrated fair
copy, the period of its
composition overlapped with
that of Das Lied von der
Erde, which preceded
it, and the sketched but
unfinished Tenth Symphony.
Following the exhumation and
reconstruction
of the latter, the three
works have come to be
regarded almost as a
trilogy, for understandable
reasons. All are elegiac;
all are marked by emotional
pain and the ill-health to
which Mahler’s busy winter
conducting-schedule in
America contributed. Behind
the events and
preoccupations of his later
years lay a fateful chain of
events that had begun in
1907. Mahler had resigned
his directorship of the
Vienna Court Opera; his
eldest daughter had died; he
had been diagnosed as
suffering from a
heart-condition. Their house
on the Wörthersee
had been sold and from 1908
he and his wife, Alma, with
their remaining daughter,
spent their summers in
Toblach, in the Tyrol. It
was mostly there that the
last three works were
composed. It was also there
that Mahler confronted the
fact not only of his own
mortality, but also of his
much younger wife’s
increasing estrangement from
him. Whatever meaning he
attributed to the Ninth
Symphony, it is perhaps
significant that he appears
to have regarded it as a
peculiarly private work.
While he played the whole of
Das Lied von der Erde
to Alma and had
shown the score to Bruno
Walter, neither of them saw
very much of the Ninth. He
alluded to its composition
in letters to Walter, but
only once did he say
anything very specific about
it. What he said was
cryptic:
You did
guess the real reason for
my silence. I have been
working very hard and am
just putting the finishing
touches to a new symphony
... In it something is
said that I have had on
the tip of my tongue for
some time - perhaps (as a
whole) to be ranked beside
the Fourth, if anything
(but quite different). As
a result of working in mad
haste and agitation the
score is rather a scrawl
and probably quite
illegible to anyone but
myself. And so I dearly
hope it will be granted to
me to make a fair copy
this winter.
Dark and
distressing though the
personal circumstances
surrounding its composition
may have been, the Ninth is
as rich and complex in
emotional range as any
Mahler symphony. Even in the
slow movements with which it
begins and ends, lamentation
and the mood of leave-taking
are defined by the energetic
aspiration and anger that
they constantly inspire. We
may hear the symphony as a
subjective confrontation
with despair, but that
confrontation, as always
with Mahler, is presented as
a creative project: a series
of problems about how and
why a symphony might unfold
when the very point of the
genre, whose roots lay in 19th-century
optimism and romantic
heroics, seemed called into
question by knowledge that
was as much cultural and
historical
as subjectively personal. It
is for this reason that the
Ninth Symphony, like
Mahler’s other late works, seems to
mark the end of a
tradition in a way that
is, however,
extraordinarily modern in
its self-awareness and
expressive immediacy.
*****
The German
philosopher Theodor Adorno
once movingly suggested
that “Mahler’s music
passes a maternal hand
over the hair of those to
whom it turns.” Certainly
the opening theme of the
Ninth’s first movement,
emerging in D major
against a background of
fragmentary rhythmic and
motivic elements, is
profoundly consoling,
almost a lullaby. Its
recurring statements,
always in D major, are
nevertheless increasingly
burdened by knowledge of
what and
why they need to console.
The melody seems to grow
older, wiser, perhaps
sadder as the movement
progresses, propelled by
the angry momentum of the
dissonantly aspiring
second theme. Its climax
is marked by a powerful
fanfare-like motif. It
aims for the heights of
Mahler’s earlier and more
visionary symphonies only
to hurl us back down to
earth where the D major
theme resumes its now more
agonized task of
consolation. The movement
progresses in recurring
cycles of these three
elements, sometimes still
more sharply contrasted,
sometimes identified and
almost conflated with each
other. Their discourse is
intruded upon by darkly
insistent statements of
the opening rhythmic
figure which takes on the
character of a “Fate”
motif. “Like a ponderous
funeral-cortüge”
reads one of the score’s
later annotations.
Mahler’s manuscript had
included others. Over one
of the most delicate
restatements of the D
major theme, on solo
violin, he had written “O
youth! Disappeared! O
love! Blown away!”
As the music fades into
silence at the end, he had
added (again over the solo
violin) “Farewell! Farewell!"
The two central movements
explore more physically
energetic ways of dealing
with troublesome
consciousness.
The second movement is a
long scherzo that
typically (for Mahler)
encompasses the three main
dance forms of its
Austrian heritage: Minuet,
Ländler
and Waltz. In
the manuscript, however,
its title was “Menuetto
infinito”, suggesting a
dance whose component
parts return in unending
succession, each
dispelling the reveries of
recollection and
self-quotation into which
the previous episode may
have fallen. The third
movement is really a
bitterly ironic finale,
placed deliberately in the
wrong place. This Rondo is
a “burlesque” in which the
energetic fury of the
second movement of
Mahler’s Fifth Symphony
sets off a firework
display of
contrapuntal
ingenuity. Its cumulative
effect, however, is of a
kind of “anti-music”: a
whirl of ceaseless and
ultimately senseless
activity from which escape
seems to be promised only
by the long central
episode. Heavenward
ascent, however, is met
with scornful woodwind
statements of what will
become the
opening motif of the
closing Adagio. Escape
thwarted, the Rondo
material returns with
renewed vehemence. Its
deafening crudity puts
paid to beatific visions.
As a result, the final
Adagio is from the outset
burdened by tragic
awareness. The temperature
of its chorale-like theme
is raised by “espressivo”
partwriting that
constantly threatens to
destroy the music from
within. Overlapping vocal
"turns",
urgent chromatic
inflections and eloquent
harmonic sidestepping into
unexpected regions
characterize a music that
musters its strength
against all odds. A quite other
world is explored by the
subsidiary idea: high
violins set against a deep
bass-line and marked
"without feeling".
This music of otherworldly
strangeness opens
mysterious spaces between
successive variants of the
ever more urgently engaged
adagio theme.
At the end the exprcssive
consciousness of the music
itself seems gradually to
slip into that realm of
otherness. On the last
page of the score, the
first violin line quotes
from the fourth of
Mahler’s Kindertotenlieder:
"It
will be a fine day on
those heights". The
previous line in the song
had insisted: “We will
catch up with them”. At
the end there is no
consolation, however;
neither are we crushed
with the melodramatic
negation of the Sixth
Symphony. The music, like
the subjective awareness it
had symbolized, simply
dies away into silence.
Mahler
never heard the Ninth
Symphony in performance.
It received its posthumous
première
in Vienna,
conducted by Bruno Walter,
on 26 June 1912.
Peter
Franklin
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