Renée Fleming doesn’t sound Southern. In fact, she doesn’t even sound Earthian.
By La Cieca
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“An adventurous mix of music by Samuel Barber, Anders Hillborg and Björk…”
By La Cieca
Tristan has been the season-launching opera three times before now, but good luck finding someone to provide a firsthand account of the last time.
By Porgy Amor
Sunday afternoon’s all-Richard Strauss concert served as a de facto commemoration of the 25th anniversary of the debut of Renée Fleming, long one of the house’s biggest stars.
The Met’s cobranding efforts are really beginning to pay off.
By La Cieca
If I were Renée Fleming, I, too, would indulge myself.
The annual Richard Tucker Gala is probably the event of the year to indulge your love of verismo staples and can belto screaming.
By Poison Ivy
The winter 2014 final run of the Met’s first/only Rusalka production (a new one is scheduled in a few seasons) seemed both a nod to the theater’s past and a hint of its future.
By Porgy Amor
Fleming will have only about 700 people to captivate tonight when she performs at Walk Festival Hall for the Grand Teton Music Festival.
By La Cieca
Christian Thielemann’s spirited, precise conducting and the superb, sumptuous playing of the Staatskapelle Dresden are the finest features of this strongly cast performance of Strauss’s Arabella.
By Henson Keys
“If Maria Callas remains the prototype of the stormy operatic diva, then Renée Fleming is the anti-Callas.”
By La Cieca
As if wowing a capacity crowd at his Met debut recital were not enough, protean performer Andrea Bocelli has branched out into an entirely new field as a wardrobe stylist. He’s pictured here with satisfied clients Angela Gheorghiu and Renée Fleming.
By La Cieca
