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  • MontyNostry: Many thanks for the explanation. I love the idea of an audience comprising entirely dentists. Do... 2:15 PM
  • Feldmarschallin: A closed performance in this case was for the Freunde des Nationaltheaters, a group that was... 2:13 PM
  • MontyNostry: You know, I also much prefer Jessye’s slightly absurd grandezza to listening to a whiny... 2:03 PM
  • MontyNostry: What’s a closed performance, Feldmarschallin? And, in London, Pappano indulged Gheorghiu... 1:58 PM
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  • operaddict: Does anyone NOT expect an opera diva to be over the top grand? And who among today’s divas... 1:09 PM
  • mercadante: Actually sounds like an extremely positive review of cast grand production allowing for eventual... 12:13 PM
  • MontyNostry: The Puccini album Pieczonka made a few years ago certainly sounded like Ariadne auf the wrong... 12:00 PM
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Words without song

mclatchy_amazonLong ago, in a galaxy far away – I mean, the era before supertitles became common in opera houses around the world – you could always tell the text-mad opera fan.  He was the one who arrived early to the theater and spent the remaining minutes to curtain hunched over his libretto booklet, trying to cram as much of the libretto as he could into his head before the curtain went up, so he could (hopefully) follow along with the words as they were sung.  Some text divas even brought pen lights with them so they could follow along with the text while the opera was going on, to the great annoyance of their seatmates.

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Cobra Jewel Song

cobra-womanThe annual Richard Tucker gala came and went at Avery Fisher Hall with the usual quota of gaffes, wardrobe malfunctions, no-shows, too-much-shows, substitutions and surprise guests (well, guest).  And sandwiched between the routine, the egocentric and the just plain dull were moments of true dementia, the moments that we melomanes live and die for.  Most of those moments were due to the antics of a certain well-known Slavic diva (of whom more later).  But first, the specs.   Read more »