What can you say, other than that everything was fab?
Two short theatrical works and one sacred piece from the beguiling oeuvre of the guy who didn’t write Louise
I was, to my astonishment, quite bored.
A problem with scheduling an opera-intensive trip is that you don’t always hear and see the shows in optimum order.
What must have raced through the mind of the none-too-comely Spanish Infanta when she learned that the opera to be performed during the celebrations for her 1745 wedding to the French Dauphin revolved around the comeuppance of an ugly yet vain water nymph tricked into believing Jupiter was her ardent suitor?
Every year New York City opera-lovers eagerly anticipate the autumn because it means that summer is finally over and we can get back to serious opera-going, and this September promises “The Battle of the A’s.”
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