Fischer and Furtwängler plays the vastness, the power of a twin work of the 5th Symphony: brass and fire. Waterfall, stream, Maryline Monroe and Robert Mitchum in River of No Return on their raft. Wilhelm Furtwängler overcomes the compactness of the Beethovenian orchestra. The woods sing, the horns are pastoral. The speech is intended martial, compelling but never pressed. In the first development, the complicity of wood and flute with piano is malicious. Edwin Fischer distills the mystery in developments, enchainent notes almost shyly under the divine eye corns. And then, and then there would be something to be said for each measure in each movement, but not too cerebral and analytical discourse. Less words and more music.
In addition, interpretation of the fourth symphony ends to make the necessary drive.
As for monophonic sound? Nah, we forget in a few minutes.
