“Verdi revered Shakespeare and would turn over in his grave.”
“There’s no hiding it. I find some passages of Wagner insufferably tedious.”
La Cieca is sort of out of words trying to describe what makes a great performance of the role of Norma, as opposed to the conscientious traversal of the notes.
“The gloves are off, the chips are down; my patience has run out.”
“Director Christopher Alden destroys everything Strauss’s operetta stands for”
The opening of Calixto Bieto‘s production of Fidelio at the English National Opera provides yet one more opportunity for the fraternity of British critics to flaunt their credentials as a passel of overeducated prats.
“From Cambridge, where I live, to Glyndebourne should take 2 hours and 10 minutes, according to Google: down the M11, then the M25, almost to Brighton on the M23, and then through or round Lewes until the first sign to Glyndebourne, two and a half miles before you get there.”