Rags to riches Rags to riches

In its first production since departing the Kennedy Center, the Washington National Opera presents a new adaptation of “King of Ragtime” Scott Joplin’s opera Treemonisha.

Tag team Tag team

The women were the highlights of Washington National Opera’s militaristic Aïda

You can go your own way You can go your own way

Eli Jacobson on a luscious evening of early Strauss with Guntram at Carnegie Hall

Sexual orientalization Sexual orientalization

An impressive cast blurs binaries as John Adams‘s ambitious Antony and Cleopatra arrives at the Met

Palette knives out Palette knives out

Lincoln Center is in full diva mode. Or at least that is what it seemed as I passed the line of posters outside Alice Tully Hall for the forthcoming Maria Callas biopic.

Blow the house down Blow the house down

Hailed as the first opera by an African-American composer performed at the Metropolitan Opera, Fire Shut Up in My Bones was a huge audience and box office hit in the Fall of 2021 when it reopened the Met after two seasons shut down by COVID-19.

Conversation piece Conversation piece

The sonic wizards of the Netherlands at Pentatone have released their latest in the series of Maestro Lawrence Foster’s studio opera recordings. Reunited with his Lisbon forces, the Gulbenkian Orquestra and Coro, for a fresh take on Puccini’s three-hanky weeper.

A certain theatrical precision A certain theatrical precision

Sondra Radvanovsky was a force of nature as Tosca on Thursday night at the Met.

Out of the Blue Out of the Blue

Bess is clearly Angel Blue’s part—set in the richest and most shimmering upper middle portion of her voice, and optimally suited to her persona.

Grazie Millo Grazie Millo

There are, on rare occasions, moments in a live performance where some intangible symbiotic relationship between audience and performer creates an instant that borders on the sublime.

Minnie happy returns Minnie happy returns

Puccini’s Girl closes out the 20th century and gallops into the 21st.

Not much gold, but plenty of rush Not much gold, but plenty of rush

Is this not Puccini’s greatest opera, his most human, least manipulative?