When this cruel war is over
Jarrett Ott is a star. That is the only surprise takeaway from the well-intended snore, Cold Mountain.
45 pieces since 2009 — in 18 roles, at 10 companies, most often at Metropolitan Opera.
Jarrett Ott is a star. That is the only surprise takeaway from the well-intended snore, Cold Mountain.
This “new-to-Chicago” production is a sheer pleasure from beginning to end.
For more than 40 years, the magnificent opening image from Francis Poulenc’s Dialogues des Carmélites has served as an icon for the Met.
It was quite a pleasure—a privilege, really—to see John Dexter’s legendary production of Poulenc’s Dialogues des Carmélites.
It’s maybe not a surprise that Carmen is neither a good vocal nor temperamental fit for Isabel Leonard.
I am, perhaps instinctively, skeptical of those who commit suicide.
Despite having lost its announced Cherubino, conductor and Count (the latter in the midst of rehearsals), the season premiere of Le Nozze di Figaro Saturday afternoon proved to be one of the most enjoyable Met Mozart performances I’ve attended in ages.
It took the better part of a decade—including two high-profile cancelations—or New York to finally hear Anna Netrebko in recital.
The Metropolitan Opera desperately needed a new production of Le nozze di Figaro.
Our JJ‘s review of the Met’s revival of Le nozze di Figaro didn’t make it into today’s New York Post for reasons that you should be able to figure out once you’ve read the piece. At the suggestion of his editor, La Cieca is publishing it here.
A good time seemed to be had by all though I don’t recall seeing a single child in attendance.
The Met’s Cinderella is a charming adaptation of Massenet’s opera. Frothy, fun, and enchanting, it is a magical holiday treat for the whole family to enjoy.
This sterling revival shows the Metropolitan to be surviving well and in good shape.
I love it, truly, just not that much.
Two productions at the Aix-en-Provence festival shared one look.
There is a truism that there are no small parts, only small singers. Last night’s Così fan tutte has made me consider another possible truism: there are no bad productions, only miscast productions.
While James Levine’s name might not immediately spring to mind when pondering the great Mozart conductors, he does have a long and distinguished career leading operas by the Austrian master.
Gabriela Lena Frank’s El Último Sueño de Frida y Diego enchants and surprises despite the Disnified treatment of its subject matter.
The Met is on it with something something woker than woke: a noirish psychodrama of a frigid hysteric who seeks redemption via Freudian analysis!
“Trove Thursday” offers a broadcast from last year’s London world premiere of Nico Muhly’s Marnie.
When a work is named for its lovers one might legitimately expect that pair to dominate its performance but in my experience that is never the case with Debussy’s Pelléas et Mélisande.
A Trove Thursday Mega-Post © featuring the wonderful American soprano Erin Morley in Orff’s Carmina Burana and Richard Strauss’s Brentano Lieder, plus extended live excerpts from Handel’s Orlando, Mozart’s Die Entführung aus dem Serail, and Meyerbeer’s Les Huguenots.
I hate to say I nearly cringe at the thought of Gioachino Rossini’s Il Barbiere di Siviglia.
The Barber of Seville turned out to be the most overall solid production of the year and even a bit of old-fashioned fun.
Natalie Dessay coyly bares a breast on the cover of Virgin Classics’ new Giulio Cesare.
Opera at the Kennedy Center has been in hibernation this winter.
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