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...thorns. Britain's Sir Gladwyn Jebb listened with the urbane equanimity a Foreign Office man must pull on along with his drawers and socks while dressing each morning. Secretary General Trygve Lie, a ponderous, uncomfortable figure in blue, his hand plunged deep inside his coat, seemed a Falstaff, cast, under protest, as Napoleon. Yugoslavia's Ales Bebler, presiding, wore a sleepy, slit-eyed look of boredom. Nationalist China's T. F. Tsiang sat with the uninterested look of one who had known all along what was coming, and finally appeared to be dozing. All except Tsiang...
Also Douglas, Donald C. Stewart '53; Glendower, James F. O'Neill '53; Vernon, John H. Carr '54; Falstaff, P. Michael Mabry '53; Poins, Robert T. Williner...
...Puccini's Triptych, which had its world premiere at Manhattan's Metropolitan Opera House in 1918. Gianni Schicchi, which still survives at the Met, is a bright and appealing piece of foolishness. In this recording, it is a roaring fine vehicle for first-rate Baritone Giuseppe (Falstaff) Taddei. Il Tabarro (The Cloak) is Puccini at his most melodramatic blood & thundering. These Radio Italiana performances give both operas their full due; so does the recording...
...Verdi: Falstaff (Giuseppe Taddei, baritone; Saturno Meletti, baritone; Emilio Renzi, tenor; Gino Del Signore, tenor; Giuseppe Nessi, tenor; Cristiano Dalla Mangas, bass; Rosanna Carteri, soprano; Lina Pagliughi, soprano; Anna Maria Canali, mezzo-soprano; Amalia Pini, mezzo-soprano; orchestra and chorus of Radio Italiana, Mario Rossi conducting; Cetra-Soria, 6 sides LP). This is a slightly different Falstaff from the one NBC listeners have just heard from Arturo Toscanini (TIME, April 10). Orchestrally, it lacks the carefulness and cleanness of Toscanini's performance, and Conductor Rossi allows his singers, all excellent, more swagger and sway. But stylistically...
...week's end, when a jammed studio audience and NBC's: millions of radio listeners heard the first half of Falstaff, they found the result, as usual, more than worth all the fussing and finishing. They heard a Falstaff that was robustiously humorous without being rambunctious-all of it performed with the kind of brilliance, clarity and pace that brought the studio audience bravoing to its feet with the crash of the final chord...