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  • manou: This is the Alagna discussion: http://intermezzo. typepad.com/interm ezzo/2009/10/ho... 6:23 PM
  • Guestoria Unpopularenka: $5000 in 1900 is $142 THOUSAND today! http://www.daveman uel.com/inflati... 6:20 PM
  • irontongue: That looks familiar – Robert Tuggle’s published data on (century-old :) singer pay at... 6:17 PM
  • YigeLi: For what I read, Patti was paid $5,000 per concert in 1883, which was much more than everyone else.... 6:12 PM
  • Guestoria Unpopularenka: And which ones those singers would be bar Domingo? 5:54 PM
  • antikitschychick: Ok this might get me in trouble with our doyenne but I really liked the trailer :-P. It was... 5:53 PM
  • irontongue: No, it is not the Alagna discussion. 5:48 PM
  • irontongue: Is that the discussion where Alagna was quoted saying he got $60,000 per concert versus whatever... 5:47 PM
  • irontongue: The posting is vile. i am also having to sit on my hands to keep from replying to the person... 5:44 PM
  • Quanto Painy Fakor: 100,000 Euros is chicken feed compared to the much higher fees earned for concerts by... 5:42 PM

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 »