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  • Cicciabella: Basso, I would have given up a day of my allotted lifetime yesterday to hear Botha singing with... 5:41 AM
  • La marquise de Merteuil: Evans is by far the hottest Dracula 5:11 AM
  • La marquise de Merteuil: Be very afraid … 5:11 AM
  • basso profundo: Not exactly news to stop the presses but last night during Botha’s intermission... 4:54 AM
  • La marquise de Merteuil: I heart Nay-Nay and Ne-Ne – the two of them together = Heaven! 4:49 AM
  • Lohengrin: What do You think about Maltman as Jago? 3:25 AM
  • joggerboy: I dunno, but I’ve always had a soft spot for the good old Witwe, and I think that... 3:17 AM
  • m. croche: For New Year’s, a seksy “Les Aventures du Roi Pausole”. Not family fare, though. 2:57 AM
  • Guestoria Unpopularenka: I can already picture Schwarzkopf criticizing his inaudible final consonants. 2:14 AM
  • Guestoria Unpopularenka: But Albanese is from la tua Puglia. 2:05 AM

How monarchic was my sprezzatura!

“Yet the evening’s first words, heard in the set-piece Ombra ma fui—like all of Xerxes’ arias sung with monarchic sprezzatura and amoral relish by Stella Doufexis—came unexpectedly in Italian. It was flagrant violation of this house’s fundamental principle, here brushed aside by the cultural capital of the aria and deemed insufficient to sunder the inextricable bonds between the Italian text and Handel’s melody. It was as if the composer and his music, through his advocate Herheim, was holding ground at least at the outset against appropriation of his music by the moderns.”

Oh, what’s not to like in a review like this one?