waste not want not
“Opera is above drugs and alcohol and you don’t have to be fucked up to either write it or see it. It’s about transcendentalism. It’s not of this world. So I’d suggest not being fucked up, because you’re just wasting your money.”
Compositeur de musique Rufus Wainwright shares practical penny-pinching tips in Interview magazine.
But, Cassandra, surely that’s the up side of crystal meth. You can drunk cruise all day, attend a performance of Elektra in the evening, then immediately go back to drunk cruising until, say, you have to get ready for a singing gig. And you can do this for days on end since you don’t have to waste time sleeping.
The down side of being an ex-druggie is that (as in Rufus’s case), they are going to look a tad dumpy all the rest of their lives, since we first got to know them when they were all methily gaunt.
While no fan of Rufus’s singing, I’m always happy to have him speak up about opera. And I like his comments about not needing drugs to enjoy opera. Hasn’t anyone ever left a performance (be it opera, ballet, symphony) so exhilirated that it could only be called a natural high?
Rufus is an ardent opera lover who has expressed an opinion (and a charming one)
about his love.
Why does he need to shut up?
Why are some people so mean?
kashania & dtom: We really must catch up some time so you can tell me how things are going at Sunnybrook Farm.
why is sunnybrook farm capitalized?
#14
I don’t know who you are but I hate you.
For me, part of the opera experience always includes enjoying a martini or three at the bar before the overture. Now you know why I dislike Wagner.
Three martinis before the curtain and disliking Wagner. YES, I totally understand. Thanks for that clarification.