With the Philadelphia Orchestra’s Candide, they saved the best (of all possible worlds) for last.
“I think that if it’s not [Bernstein’s] worst, it surely reflects his worst tendencies…”
Well here we are, beloveds, still swathed in the warm glow of the Leonard Bernstein centennial. Box sets abound like bunnies in a hutch.
The opening night of the Metropolitan Opera of September 1972 was supposed to be the dawn of a new era.
“Though Bernstein’s own marriage had its complexities (he was bisexual)…” [Philadelphia Inquirer]
“Thirty years after the action of Tahiti the young son, Junior, is now gay and possibly schizophrenic; his former lover is married to his younger sister, Dede. During his mother’s funeral Junior starts a striptease in front of his father, knocking into the coffin in the process…. This was neither the sound nor the subject…