Performance Reviews

Reviews of operatic, vocal, and classical performances at the Metropolitan Opera, Carnegie Hall, all across America, and around the world.

In a deep vaulted cell In a deep vaulted cell

We convoke for Dido and Aeneas in an arched tunnel a city block long, lit by candles in the many recesses.

What we do in the shadows What we do in the shadows

The Wiener Staatsoper commemorated its 150th anniversary with a musically sensational presentation of Richard Strauss’ Die Frau Ohne Schatten.

Paris in the springtime Paris in the springtime

La Traviata offered a cast of fresh debutantes and an uncommonly strong musical performance that could hardly be bettered.

“To be natural is such a very difficult pose to keep up” “To be natural is such a very difficult pose to keep up”

Tosca, as it exists now, can’t be real, spontaneous drama-it’s just Camp.

Upon arrival Upon arrival

Lise Davidsen, the young Norwegian soprano who won the Operalia competition in 2015, makes her debut as a recording artist with the Decca label in a new recital of Wagner and Strauss arias and orchestral songs.

All I mask of you All I mask of you

Amore Opera, an old-fashioned, adventurous little company that performs ambitious and sometimes delectably obscure but worthy repertory at the Riverside Theatre, is now (through Sunday) presenting Un ballo in maschera.

Revolution blues Revolution blues

The opera proved somewhat puzzling—the score representing more a collage of fragmented and incidental musical ideas, and the libretto a turgid, slow-moving mass of purple prose.

The evil that men do The evil that men do

The Canadian Opera Company’s new production of Otello is a collection of welcome returns.

First Lady sings the blues First Lady sings the blues

Daniel Thomas DavisThe Impossible She, was a towering musical achievement, a hugely complex work packing a whopping political and intellectual punch.

Tears in heaven Tears in heaven

There is a deep sense of culmination and finality when we discuss the last works of the great Masters. 

Orpheus condescending Orpheus condescending

Iestyn Davies is, of course, a renowned Handellian, and he sang Handel’s music with clarity, restraint, and precision.

Star-crossed Star-crossed

For more than 40 years, the magnificent opening image from Francis Poulenc’s Dialogues des Carmélites has served as an icon for the Met.

Waiting for the sun Waiting for the sun

The New York premiere of Kopernikus, an opera by the Canadian mystic Claude Vivier, who was murdered in Paris in 1983, three years after its completion.

Nothing’s gonna charm you

Even the hit songs in this early Jule Styne musical would recede in a better show.

Prophète bien aimé Prophète bien aimé

New Amsterdam Opera specializes in American singers whose abilities are as yet little known.

The end is the beginning of the end The end is the beginning of the end

At the Metropolitan Opera’s Götterdämmerung on Saturday afternoon, the fires which consumed the Gods burned lukewarm.

Teenager in love Teenager in love

Stefan Vinke’s Siegfried was not so much brawny and terrestrial, but heady and mercurial

The harsh untruth of the camera eye The harsh untruth of the camera eye

Ivo van Hove really seems to be everywhere lately.

The damned don’t cry The damned don’t cry

Michael Mayer‘s production of La traviata at the Met is so timid, so devoid of insight, so cynically pandering and gaudy that I hardly feel like it even matters what I think of the performances of the current cast.

Strangers in the night Strangers in the night

One needs liberty in order to be a libertine.

Briefs encounter Briefs encounter

Trial by Jury was the operetta chosen by Lamplighters Music Theatre, the San Francisco-based Gilbert & Sullivan company, to close their 66th season.

Everybody loves to break a bough Everybody loves to break a bough

We owe director John Doyle and Classic Stage Company a debt of gratitude for bringing Blitzstein’s The Cradle Will Rock—warts and all—to the stage.

Gladiator tidings Gladiator tidings

The finals on Sunday seemed a bit like the modern-day operatic equivalent of the Roman colosseum.

Why so seria? Why so seria?

At the Metropolitan Opera on Saturday night, Mozart’s opera never sounded fresher, a superstar cast shining new light on one of the composer’s all-too-seldom-performed scores.