“Il Devo a global phenomenon” [Fresno Bee]
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“Ein Film, das Sie nie vergessen werden,” says the announcer, and this claim may very well be true. Presenting Das Lied der Balalaika, a 1971 attempt by “opera singer” Ivan Rebroff to cross over into… well, it’s difficult to define exactly the genre here. L’homme qui vient de la nuit (as the picture is entitled,…
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Opera Chic caught it first, but this video deserves to be seen again and again. [kml_flashembed movie=”http://www.youtube.com/v/PCn5osoQK_k” width=”425″ height=”350″ wmode=”transparent” /]
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[kml_flashembed movie=”http://www.youtube.com/v/2bY1unOjt7w” width=”425″ height=”350″ wmode=”transparent” /] “I just think she always sounds like she’s drunk, especially when she tries to be serious.” – YouTube Commenter
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La Cieca’s old, old, old friend Dorothy Bishop returns to her NYC home base, Splash, for an operatic/crossover take on Fashion Week. The rail-thin diva takes the stage consecutive Wednesdays February 11 and 18 at 8:00 PM each night. Both performances feature no cover charge and only minimal cover on Dorothy’s go-go backup dancers.
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A snippet from “The View” documents the immaculate jawline and unfortunate Keely Smith diction of The Diva of the Future. In keeping with the season, she sings the classic “Awl be whom faw Krismuss.”
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Two people who probably should be discouraged from owning firearms, Thomas Hampson and Kathleen Battle, belt out a number from Irving Berlin‘s Annie Get Your Gun. [kml_flashembed movie=”http://www.youtube.com/v/HUSpNlhq6cQ” width=”425″ height=”350″ wmode=”transparent” /]
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Katherine Jenkins apparently has already begun her vocal studies with Placido Domingo! In fact, the legendary tenor has gone so far as to lend the Welsh songbird his own personal orchestra parts for “Nessun dorma!”Â
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Oh, it’s just a typical day in the life of Shirley Verrett: walking the dog, crooning a few show tunes, going for a sleigh ride in a fur turban, vocalizing in a variety of silk scarves, strolling in the Bois, pounding notes on the Casio, and oh yes, belting out a Gluck aria or two.…
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