Disgraced former Met music director James Levinewas sighted at yesterday’s matinee performance of New York City Opera’s Brokeback Mountain.
La Cieca just received a package of pdf files the sender says is a copy of James Levine‘s lawsuit against the Met.
James Levine is both a floor wax and a dessert topping!
James Levine has quietly been slotted into the spring reprise of the Met’s new Tosca.
“How many years can you ask your subscribers to see the same production?”
Incoming Met Music Director Yannick Nézet-Séguin lavishes praise on former Met Music Director James Levine for actually doing his job, for once.
If you’ve been following the coverage of the Nézet-Séguin succession, you will note that a good deal of the coverage centers on whether the incoming maestro will “champion” this composer or that.
“Mr. Levine was conducting his beloved Wagner for what was almost certainly the last time.”
I can scarcely remember a performance where so many conflicting thoughts raced through my mind as happened Thursday night during the Met Orchestra’s “bleeding chunks” of Wagner’s Ring at Carnegie Hall.
The no-star, slapstick revival of John Dexter’s 37-year-old production of Mozart’s Die Entführung aus dem Serail that opened Friday night proved James Levine’s tenure as Music Director of the Met will end in two weeks with neither a whimper nor a bang.
That Placido Domingo and James Levine, the Met’s inexorable septuagenarians, would team up yet again—on April Fools’ Day, no less—for a revival of Verdi’s Simon Boccanegra occasioned an uncomfortable degree of doubt and dread.
The Met’s 2016-2017 season opens on September 26 with a new production of Wagner’s Tristan und Isolde, conducted by Sir Simon Rattle.
“…they hoped he would soon take on an emeritus position that would keep him involved in the company as part of a graceful exit.:
“Mr. Luisi won praise replacing Mr. Levine time after time, particularly in a costly version of Wagner’s Ring cycle—though, perhaps in a sign of the situation’s delicacy, the two conductors have never met in person.”
La Cieca thinks she knows who the murderer is.
It’s up to you, cher public, to try to decide for yourself what, if anything, this bizarre story in the New York Times means.