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  • redbear: Then why don’t you, great master, tell us how they are going to fix the simple cash flow... 5:53 PM
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  • oedipe: I was merely mimicking YOUR kind of logic: I didn’t say that “all anglophones are... 5:47 PM
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  • redbear: Where is the “They will kick the can down the road?” That’s what they did. What is... 5:29 PM
  • Lohengrin: Great production; singers and also staging. Alvaro/Kaufmann and Carlo/Tezier fit perfectly. AH is... 5:26 PM
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  • ML: Yep. We got it wrong. 4:59 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.