Nothing could illustrate better the “strange intercourse” between artist and public than the following clip. Chris Merritt‘s 2008 performance of the rarely-heard cabaletta to “Rachel quand du Seigneur” is not much worse than you might expect, but it is the “ovation” at the end that elevates the entire experience to the highest summit of Filth.
A nugget of lead from the Golden Age. Rigoletto Trainwreck Passengers on the doomed vehicle include Sayao, Kiepura, Morelli and Glaz, conducted by Halasz from St. Louis in 1940.
[kml_flashembed movie=”http://www.youtube.com/v/3mmpcdNNMos” width=”425″ height=”350″ wmode=”transparent” /] Thackeray Gnomey has already pointed out this video in the comments, but La Cieca feels with all her heart that it deserves a featured place on this site. Among the subtler pleasures of this cavalcade of visual filth: the expression of stoic acceptance on the face of Waltraud Meier.…
The Beautiful Voice is known for her improvisational skills both as an actress and as a musician (who can forget her “Over the Rainbow” or “O légère hirondelle?”) Now La Fleming has harnessed her spontaneity to create a variant text for her first public performance of a celebrated Puccini aria. Manon ho studiato UPDATE: The…
… to describe this video which, frankly, makes Wenarto‘s oeuvre look like Dirty Harry. [kml_flashembed movie=”http://youtube.com/v/MCaLDvdsKSs” width=”425″ height=”350″ wmode=”transparent” /]
Not Tosca, of course, cher public — La Cieca could never say that about her dear, dear Tosca. But it does seem both shabby and shocking that the combined forces of The New York Philharmonic and Charles Zachary Bornstein, the Philharmonic’s Leonard Bernstein Scholar-in-Residence would not at the very least ask for a retake of…
No video for this event (yet) but here are the ladies of The View — Sherri Shepherd, Joy Behar, Elisabeth Hasselbeck and Whoopi Goldberg — in competition to decide which of them has the greatest ignorance of opera. (Today was one of Barbara Walters‘ frequent days off, which is a pity because she is at…
Sometimes one can recognize a great artist in only one word of operatic text. This, however, is not one of those times. Context is provided after the jump.
Actually this next sound clip dates back over a decade but has recently re-emerged (like the Creature From The Black Lagoon, actually) on such sites as Dial “M” for Musicology, Boing Boing and Wired. It’s a project by conceptual artists Vitaly Komar and Alex Melamid based on an online poll of people’s likes and dislikes…
Who else but “Frantic” Franco Bonisolli? [kml_flashembed movie=”http://www.youtube.com/v/Xzg86rNphrI” width=”425″ height=”350″ wmode=”transparent” /]
So what has so incensed readers of the New York Times that they have fired off a whole page of letters to the editor? Obama’s “bitter” remark? Immigration? DIplomacy with Israel? None of the above, in fact: topic du jour for Monday April 21 is the Met’s new policy on renewals for subscriptions to the…
In her classic romp Goin’ to Town, Mae West quipped, “When I’m good, I’m very good. But, when I’m bad, I’m better.” While Leontyne Price has never been quite so quick with the one-liners as dear Mae, she certainly can demonstrate the truth of La West’s epigram. Here, in a clip from a 1982 performance…
“Take a 10-piece Gypsy band, add a hefty dose of opera, a dash of punk rock, a unicyclist and a flock of geese . . . ” [via AP]
Now, here’s a sentence La Cieca thought she’d never hear herself saying: “Oh, for the good old days when Jane Eaglen sang all the big Wagner parts at the Met!” Ho-jo-to-no!
Here is a new discovery for La Cieca, brought to her attention by Erstegeiger, for which many thanks. If Florence Foster Jenkins, Lucille Ball and Natalie Dessay had a three-way, and if one of them (or more) got pregnant, that baby just might grow up to be: Mabouba Sol della Vega! [kml_flashembed movie=”http://uk.youtube.com/v/QcEp9STHFUc” width=”425″ height=”350″…
Announcing a new category on parterre.com, an award of sorts for examples of the garish, the gaudy, the over-the-top in things operatic. Not filth, mind you — we’re talking good, but just, you know, too much. La Cieca’s special jury prize for this type of operatic ham will be called “Le Jambon d’Or,” and our…
La Cieca was just recalling that soon after she arrived in New York back in 19-mumble-mumble, she screwed up her courage to audition for that most august of impresarios, Ira Siff of La Gran Scena Opera. Back in those days your doyenne thought she had what it took to be a great prima donna (including…
Unfortunately, on this occasion, the text is all too apt. Fiorenza Cossotto in 2007 (!) demonstrates why it is better to quit while you are ahead.
It’s rare to hear dementia and filth within the same minute of music, but, well, it does happen.
It does La Cieca’s withered old heart good to know that, yes, indeed, the filth just keeps on coming. Here’s a selection from a CD by Peter Anders Jr., who inherited his name (and that’s about it) from his famous father.