Mainly in the plain
I wonder why many New Yorkers have been led to believe that the only Handel conductor in the world is Harry Bicket.
24 pieces since 2012 — in 18 roles, at 10 companies, most often at San Francisco Opera.
I wonder why many New Yorkers have been led to believe that the only Handel conductor in the world is Harry Bicket.
Washington National Opera’s lukewarm Alcina, unthreateningly misguided in both its musical and theatrical values, made little impact.
How do you like your Carmen? Mezzo or soprano? Flirtatious? Confrontational? Smolderingly sexy?
Rodrigo is a ball-breaking role, but Lawrence Brownlee makes the demands sound easy—tossing in additional high notes and audaciously decorating cabalettas as if it were the easiest thing in the world.
We convoke for Dido and Aeneas in an arched tunnel a city block long, lit by candles in the many recesses.
The unevenly-beating Heart unfortunately proved less than the sum of its deluxe parts.
Ainadamar functions on two levels: as a defiant dance against fascist totalitarianism and as an exaltation of the diva.
Despite this being the first full-length opera for Gabriela Lena Frank, there’s no lack of experience across the creative team which, along with favorable reviews for the production, contributed to high levels of anticipation.
“I joyfully await the exit—and I hope never to return” were the last words written by the visionary Mexican painter, Magdalena Carmen Frida Kahlo y Calderón (famously known simply as Frida Kahlo), according to her 2002 biography by Hayden Herrera.
El último sueño de Frida y Diego at the Lyric Opera of Chicago is a visual and sonic wonder, but a weak libretto dampens its effect.
A muted production challenges a talented cast in San Francisco Opera’s Idomeneo
Kudos to Opera Philadelphia for programming Handel’s Semele in its exceptionally interesting and wide-ranging Festival 2019; unfortunately, despite an extraordinary cast, James Darrah’s drably dull production doomed it.
Ainadamar never quite found its identity between the two poles of conceptual and concrete.
Only connect! So sayeth E.M. Forster (via Margaret Wilcox) in Howard’s End.
Emilio Sagi’s production of The Barber of Seville is ungepotchket in the flesh.
Final opera of the season. Little-known opera. A revival. So, you can probably skip it, right?
Rule Britannia? Often during the Olympics that famous number from Thomas Arne’s 1740 Alfred echoed in my ears.
“Once upon a time / Lived a foolish king. / Mocking Death, his crime, / Pure chaos he bring.”
So, how excited are you to read another piece about the Mary Zimmerman Rusalka?
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