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  • Satisfied: Thank you! NPW! Will check it out. 6:30 PM
  • armerjacquino: Lorenzo: understood and agreed, and apologies for misreading. As far as Verdi is concerned, the kind of nationalism... 6:28 PM
  • grimoaldo: The character eventually known as Beckmesser was called Veit Hanslich in the first draft of the libretto, which Wagner read... 6:26 PM
  • Poison Ivy: lorenzo, I think if Wagner attracted a lot of uh, attention from Nazis and is criticized but Verdi’s strain of Italian... 6:24 PM
  • lorenzo.venezia: Cicciabella, thank you, but I don’t as a rule write about these things, although I think about them and talk about... 5:29 PM
  • lorenzo.venezia: Armer, I agree with you entirely on Merchant of Venice (and The Jew of Malta which panders to the lowest common... 5:22 PM
  • lorenzo.venezia: Ivy, I agree there are undertones and overtones and I’m not arguing against that. My argument is against people who... 5:14 PM
  • NPW-Paris: (That was in reply to Satisfied, and I apologise for the mistakes). 5:13 PM

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  • ilpenedelmiocor says:

    Finally got a chance to hear Latonia Moore assay Aida live last night — God what a voice. Every time she opened her mouth it almost made you forget the rest of the mostly pretty ragged singing on display (seems that most of the money went into the admittedly very fun Zandra Rhodes co-production with HGO, SFO and ENO).

    The tenor was Walter Fraccaro, who infamously replaced Alagna when he walked out on the La Scala production. Opera Chic’s take on his performance is as true today as it was back then:

    “Oh Fraccaro, how you held the opera together with your bland but adequate stage-presence, singing Radames in your practiced Verdi tenor. I just don’t find Fraccaro all that exciting. He sang well. …Last night, Celeste Aida did not get booed, but this Opera Chic was beyond tempted to start mooing her dissaproval, and almost had to clamp her hands over her mouth to quell the urge! …(The tomb where Fraccaro is doomed to join the company of adequate tenors)”

    In short, he can sign the role (and hit the required notes). Loudly. And more loudly. That’s about the extent of the dynamic range. Jill Grove got better as the evening wore on, but has that mildly annoying habit of ending her phrases by going up on her tippy toes.