Had this been a medium-price disc it might, figuratively, have been given a
kindly pat on the head and left to make its unpretentious way in the world, but
unfortunately it isn't, and so needs to hold its own against some of the big
boyswith Dutoit (Decca) and Beecham (EMI) among the eight CD versions of
L'Arlesienne and Haitink (Philips) and Dutoit (also Decca) among the three Jeux d'enfants.
Comparison with these shows a range of nuance and a care over detail far beyond what is
found here; and some of Batiz's tempos are so eccentric as to be unacceptable. Jeux
d'enfants perhaps comes off best of the present works, except for a ""La
toupie"" so fast that the strings are unhappy in the relay-handover rising scale
and for some slightly less than exact trumpet intonation in ""Trompette et
tambour"", and the Jolie fille de Perth suite also has its points, though the
chords punctuating the fairytale woodwind in the ""Prelude"" might
have been less violent and the cellos less glaringly highlighted in their melody, and the
loudest passages in the ""Marche"" are coarse in sound.
But this L'Arlesienne makes it clear that Mexico is a very long way from Provence, and in
the journey much of the special aroma of that area, caught so poetically by Bizet, has
blown away. The broad, relaxed atmosphere of the ""Pastorale"" is
marred at the start by the harsh brass chords, it is really astonishing that the charming
flute-and harp ""Minuetto"" should be played not merely much too fast
but so cold-bloodedly, totally without affection or tonal gradations (the woodwind are
equally inexpressive in the middle section of the ""Carillon"")- the
cellosin contrast to their mike-hogging presence mentioned earlierlack warmth
in their variation (which starts unclearly) of the ""Overture"". The
lovely Adagietto, one of Bizet's tenderest inspirations, is played so impossibly, so
ludicrously slowly (Batiz takes 5'40"" over it as compared to Dutoit's
3'07"") that it simply disintegrates, on the other hand the
""Farandole"", too fast even to begin with, is given a vulgar specious
excitement by being whipped into a barnstorming orgy quite alien to the spirit of Daudet's
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