An air of discovery pervaded the first New York presentation of La ville morte much the way that it pervades the opera’s plot itself.
I confess to being a “bad” dance fan: over the decades I’ve learned that if I don’t love (or at least like) the music, I won’t love the dance.
What we go to Grattacielo for is fresh young voices singing their guts out.
Tell us: Filth or dementia?
Hasten thee to feed another quarter of conversation for The Talk of the Town!
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