Questo e Quello
“At Carnegie Hall last Thursday, a capacity crowd witnessed what might be the final official act of a monarch who has reigned for more than four decades.”
“Because, science tells us, the expression centres in their brains take up all the blood supply, and the poor little higher, inhibitory centres are starved.”
In celebretion of the 150th anniversary of the birth of Richard Strauss on June 11, Our Own Jungfer Marianne Leizmetzerin offers a very special performance of Der Rosenkavalier.
“Is that dear Mr. Plotkin I see?” queries a doyenne.
Peter Gelb has single-handedly ravaged the finances of the Met not only during his own incumbency, but in the distant past as well.
La Cieca looks forward to seeing (in the virtual sense) all her cher public bright and early tomorrow morning for the webcast of the controversial production of Der Rosenkavalier from Glyndebourne.
It’s time to bring out the canard again, this time a whole row of them in fact.
Even before Italian diva Mariella Devia had completed the stunning high D natural that capped her miraculous portrayal of Elisabetta in Donizetti’s Roberto Devereux Thursday evening at Carnegie Hall, tens, then hundreds of those in attendance leapt to their feet to shout their acclaim.
“Quaint camp, says Rupert Christiansen.”
The NY Phil Biennial, a new music festival that is dedicated to new music, kicked off its first season at a drowsy time on the performing arts calendar, the week after Memorial Day.
AGMA’s Alan Gordon cries “Havoc!” and lets slip the dogs of war, and by “dogs” La Cieca means “artist managers.” It’s another email, leaked after the jump.
“Even Mary Garden herself is said to be in a state of mind because Mme. Bourskaya has been given several of Mary’s best roles.”
This week’s operatic offering from Jungfer Marianne Leitmetzerin goes out as a request. Our Own Camille asked for (and got) a little Mercadante in the mix, a live performance of I briganti from 2012.
La Cieca suggests the cher public kick off this week’s round of off-topic and general interest discussion with a little speculation as to which of Grace Moore‘s repertoire of operatic roles Miss Kathryn Grayson is enacting on this poster.
Live from the Bayerische Staatsoper this very afternoon, cher public, Bernd Alois Zimmermann‘s Die Soldaten, featuring the protean Barbara Hannigan.
That fount of received wisdom Heather Mac Donald is at it again, calling out Our Own JJ for his desire to see a more varied and thoughtful dramatic reading of Rusalka at the Met.
Oh, Christ, can you fucking believe a spokesperson for the Met chorus is still clanking on about the price of the poppy field in Prince Igor?
This week’s gem from the Mike Richter collection is all the more precious for its rarity: a performance of Fauré’s Pénélope starring ravishing Régine Crespin.
The battle of the management-labor emails continues with Alan Gordon demanding Peter Gelb fire his driver.
Some ideas are so absurd that the only way to describe them is to simply use the liner notes.
…Miss Garden never even turned her head, although the noise was directly behind her.”
Our Own Jungfer Marianne Leitmetzerin has unearthed a hunk of prime Verdiana: a live 1972 Forza del Destino starring Leontyne Price and Franco Corelli.
The Cleveland Orchestra’s premiere performance of Janacek’s Cunning Little Vixen proved to be both a critical and audience success.
With the help of our friends at ArtHaus Musik, the Deutsche Oper Berlin have really been emptying out their archives and that’s certainly all for the good.
Tell us: What’s your favorite Verdi performance?
Hasten thee to feed another quarter of conversation for The Talk of the Town!
