Jest you, jest me Jest you, jest me

Friday night’s Rigoletto at the Metropolitan Opera revealed once again a predictable dissonance between the performances on stage and Michael Mayer’s production.

Broadcast: Götterdämmerung Broadcast: Götterdämmerung

Join the cher public for this morning’s (and afternoon’s) bang-up broadcast.

Holy wedlock! Holy wedlock!

“Michaela Schuster will sing Fricka in tomorrow’s performance of Wagner’s Die Walküre, replacing Jamie Barton,” says the Met’s press office.

Broadcast: La traviata Broadcast: La traviata

Will tonight’s Met broadcast (at 8:00 PM) be croce or delizia?

Teenager in love Teenager in love

Stefan Vinke’s Siegfried was not so much brawny and terrestrial, but heady and mercurial

Broadcast: Siegfried Broadcast: Siegfried

Good morning, good morning!

The damned don’t cry The damned don’t cry

Michael Mayer‘s production of La traviata at the Met is so timid, so devoid of insight, so cynically pandering and gaudy that I hardly feel like it even matters what I think of the performances of the current cast.

Broadcast: La Juive Broadcast: La Juive

Let the creepiness from Met begin (for today, anyway) at 1:00 PM.

Strangers in the night Strangers in the night

One needs liberty in order to be a libertine.

Broadcast: La clemenza di Tito Broadcast: La clemenza di Tito

Have a Roman holiday this evening starting at 7:55 PM, cher public!

Why so seria? Why so seria?

At the Metropolitan Opera on Saturday night, Mozart’s opera never sounded fresher, a superstar cast shining new light on one of the composer’s all-too-seldom-performed scores.

Broadcast: Die Walküre

Wake up, sleepyheads, and tune in to this afternoon’s live Met broadcast at noon.

Mannes Ehre, ewige mocked Mannes Ehre, ewige mocked

When Anthony Tommasini finds more political content in the Ring than your stage director does, you’re doing it wrong.

Oh my goddess! Oh my goddess!

Die Walküre crystallizes the cycle’s questions, ideas, and stakes.

Broadcast: Die Walküre Broadcast: Die Walküre

And a hearty “Hojotoho!” to all of you, cher public!

Broadcast: Samson et Dalila Broadcast: Samson et Dalila

The Philistines lose yet once again this afternoon at 1:00.

Once we thought he’d never grow tall as this fence Once we thought he’d never grow tall as this fence

Our Own Joel Rozen is no longer Our Own, except of course in the most important sense that we will always adore him.

Jump for my love Jump for my love

Soprano Iulia Isaev proved to be in just about every way a lovely Tosca.

Everybody dance now Everybody dance now

Austin McCormack‘s lascivious choreography outshone a tepid and tedious staging of Saint-Saëns’s old-testament epic.

Broadcast: Falstaff Broadcast: Falstaff

A sunny opera for an overcast afternoon: the Met’s broadcast of Falstaff begins at 1:00 PM.

It takes a woman It takes a woman

Suddenly in the middle of March 2019 the Metropolitan Opera realized that perhaps a few of the company’s multitudes of stagehands and technicians might be of the feminine persuasion.

Domino theory Domino theory

The Metropolitan Opera delivers on the promise of Wagner’s Gesamtkunswerk in a revival of Robert Lepage’s Ring.

Broadcast: Das Rheingold Broadcast: Das Rheingold

The gods are at it again.

Broadcast: Aida Broadcast: Aida

Let’s all sing “O terra addio” to the those crumbly styrofoam pharaoh toes.