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Bier me.

As far as prewar Italian verismo goes, L’amore dei tre re is a supernova.  Read more »


I would happily go hear Anna Caterina Antonacci sing the phone book, or even a list of donors to the New York City Opera, which sponsored the soprano’s only U.S. appearances this season in a recital last night in Zankel Hall, repeated tonightRead more »

Okay by me in America

Manhattanites will continue to associate mariachi with tacky nacho restaurants and subway serenades, but that hooty genre of music in fact finds its origins in the subtropics of Western Mexico, where rural migrants once brought trumpets, fiddles, guitarras de golpe, and spangled charro outfits to urban Guadalajara.  Read more »

Tales of the Bavarian baloney pony

In November, everyone wanted to hear more about Jonas Kaufmann‘s Johnson.

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Allowing the birds to nest in your hair

In the seventies and eighties Dominick Argento (who turned ninety this year) was one of the most oft-performed of American opera composers.

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Murder, he composed

Flashes of excitement and genuine pathos lit up City Opera’s production of Dolores Claiborne!

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Not much gold, but plenty of rush

Is this not Puccini’s greatest opera, his most human, least manipulative?

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And the ‘Angels’ sing

Angels in America reimagined as an actual, full-blown opera.

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