Uomo non vidi mai

Which operatic A-lister — not scheduled to appear at the Met until next year — is going to offer New York a wonderful surprise return next week?

The unanswered question, answered

La Cieca is idly wondering how James Levine‘s back is feeling this morning, after yesterday’s flareup that left him unable to conduct Tosca at the Met last night.  Rather an important question, too, since he’s scheduled for that high-profile Stravinsky-Mozart concert with the Boston Symphony tonight. In the absence of any hard evidence, your doyenne…

All Rome trembles

UPDATE: James Levine‘s on-again, off-again back problem is on again. He’s out of tonight’s Tosca, Joseph Colaneri deputizing. Carlo Guelfi sings Scarpia tonight because of the continuing indisposition of George Gagnidze. Meanwhile, James Levine‘s back seems to be feeling better.

That just slipped out

“Britain’s Royal Opera House will stage a rarely performed Tchaikovsky opera over the Christmas period which director Francesca Zambello called the Russian composer’s ‘best kept secret’.”  [Reuters] The unintenional comedy gold continues after the jump. 

Three quarters of a crazy day

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. 

Secret identity

Dear Alex Ross (though he sure as hell didn’t like it) is not quite ready to join the “sky is falling” chorus. Opera being a delightfully paradoxical medium, this whole debacle left me in an upbeat mood. The Met is refusing to repeat itself and is seeking, by trial and error, a new theatrical identity.…

Back story

So, was anyone at Saturday night’s performance by the Boston Symphony? How’s James Levine doing with that back problem? And doesn’t it seem that a maestro who has had a history of delicate health should maybe at this point decide whether he wants BSO or the Met — particularly when both these organizations have elaborate…

Mission: Ineffable

You mission, cher public, should you decide to accept it: Soprano Renée Fleming returns to her alma mater to give her first master class in NYC on Tuesday, October 20 from 6 – 7:30 PM at Juilliard. Ms. Fleming rarely gives master classes and this special event is a benefit for Juilliard…. Benefit tickets are…

“Tosca, sei buu!”

More about That Night from the Boo York Times.

The importance of bad art

To cut to the chase: the creation of art is a risky business. There are few guarantees of quality, of profundity or of the longevity of the work’s appeal. The creation of any sort of art is therefore an experiment, and as with a scientific experiment, failure is a possible outcome. Failure, then, is one…

Scent of a woman

La Cieca shudders to think that Hugh Canning may be indulging in a trifle more anatomical detail than is absolutely necessary: The few touches of colour make big statements: the hostess’s red camellia at the Act I festivities, or her scarlet and her friend’s pink one at Flora’s gambling party.

Six figures at last!

The controversy over the new Met Tosca has driven parterre box’s weekly page views to an all-time high, for the first time ever topping the 100,000 mark. For the week of September 20-26, 2009, a total of 110,413 pageviews were logged by Google Analytics, far surpassing the previous record of 90,505 achieved in the third…

The Grey Lady Has an Interview

The New York Times, in its never-ending quest to find more expensive and less relevant ways to cover the arts, has dispatched Daniel J. Wakin to Rome for an in-depth conversation with the man of the hour, Franco Zeffirelli. The legendary stage director, conceding that he has not had a fair chance to tell his…

“merry” is not precisely the right word

And this is so not someone I expected to turn up at the Embassy Ball.

Photoshop is an amazing tool
Un vecchio grida ad una nube

As newpapers across the nation decimate their staffs, as arts writers beg to write free for blogs, and as (apparently) nothing else happens in the world today, Alan  Daniel J. Wakin is still answering Franco Zeffirelli’s drunk-dials. Hilarious takeaway: Frengo metaphorically compares the fag-specific metier of operatic stage direction to heterosexual marriage. [NYT]

White women can’t jump

Says a spectator at last night’s Tosca: [The final leap] “did seem poorly timed– Mattila ran to the top in slow motion, switch to stunt double appeared obvious. No boos followed– unenthusiastic applause instead. Neither Scarpia took any bow.” 

Hello? Gorgeous!

La Cieca feels like she’s supposed to make a joke here, but she can’t — because Anthony Tommasini‘s interview with Barbra Streisand is like… well, you know!

NYT can only afford one lede

Unlike the directors of some recent Metropolitan Opera stagings, Julie Taymor received an enthusiastic ovation when her production of Mozart’s “Zauberflöte” had its debut at the house in 2004. If the Metropolitan Opera continues on its current path, Jonathan Miller’s 1998 production of Mozart’s “Nozze di Figaro” will be succeeded either by a version couched…

Wild pitch

Goodness knows, and La Cieca does too, that not everyone can achieve the precision of intonation of our dear Dame Nellie Melba, as I’m sure dear Dame Nellie would be the first to remind us.  But even without perfect tuning or even because of perfect tuning, certain singers achieve a more viscerally thrilling effect than…

A sobriquet is born

Renée Fleming shall henceforth be known as “La Scoopenda.” Congratulations to JNinNYC for his splendid suggestion, and thanks to all you lovely public who came up with so many clever ideas: in particular “La Ubiquita,” “Miss Cast” and “That Woman.” The new Verismo CD (among other delectables) is now on its way to the clever…

Paragraphs you’ll never see in the NYT, part one

“As ever though, it was that gnomic figure in the orchestra pit that dominated the night. James Levine, the Met’s principal conductor, made his debut at the Met with Tosca in 1971 and now approaches his 2,500th performance at the house. From the audience, all you see of him from behind as he conducts is…

Split screen

Now, here La Cieca is somewhat confused. The music is obviously from Tannhäuser, but so far as she can tell the scenario for the video is derived from the 1964 Bette Davis vehicle Dead Ringer.

Most egregious hyperbole since the dawn of time

“…a new production of Puccini’s Tosca left a significant segment of the audience booing one of the company’s biggest failures in decades.” [AP, unsigned review, and no wonder]