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  • Lohengrin: a) 7.December: season starts in September, but the official opening in on San Ambrosio –... 6:58 AM
  • Ilka Saro: Dimiter Petkov! I am only familiar with him for one thing: an outstanding Archibaldo in a... 6:47 AM
  • Olivero is my Drug of Choice: I looked a the cast list: Mama Lucia: Mara Zapmieri! 6:10 AM
  • Porgy Amor: I can’t say i’m a huge fan of the slightly strangulated quality of his sound, though. In... 5:39 AM
  • Porgy Amor: For once, the famous “icy facade” fell away, and she seemed ready to giggle like a kid. The... 5:28 AM
  • Cicciabella: Dear FM, people who buy tickets, sometimes at inflated prices, on the basis of a starry cast... 5:15 AM
  • Cicciabella: Thank you, dear Camille. 4:59 AM
  • Archaeopteryx: Apart from being an eccentric, Tom Kaufman was a quite important figure in the assembly of... 4:49 AM
  • Quanto Painy Fakor: PS: It’s also good to know that now Milano will be infected by Mary Zimmerman, who... 4:32 AM
  • Quanto Painy Fakor: According to La Scala’s website for people under the age of 30 (linked to the main... 4:29 AM

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 »