Cher Public

Who let the dogs out?

Norman Lebrecht, as is increasingly his wont, emitted a vicious racially-charged dog whistle this morning, and the mangiest curs on the internet (i.e., his commenters) immediately bared their teeth.  Read more »

“It all depends on whose ox is being gored”

One thing Norman Lebrecht does better than anyone in the business: whipping up a racist frenzy.  Read more »

Warhorse

The “mainstay” in question, Francesca da Rimini, was performed at La Scala four times in 1950 and five times in 1959. (There is also the questionable judgment of calling anything David Pountney does “new.”)

Slipped hypocrisy

Coot-owned and -operated blog which never reviews anything complains that the New York Times classical music section is reviewing the wrong things.

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My metaphor was drawn from genocides

Peter Gelb offering voluntary buyouts to a couple of dozen employees is precisely the same thing as Nazis murdering hundreds of people.

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“And the usherette was all out of raspberry ripple lollies!”

Long-time followers of Norman Lebrecht will not be surprised in the least to hear this.

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Deplorable disc

Norman Lebrecht is a bloody-minded crank, but, honestly, some of the commenters on his site make him seem the reincarnation of Mother Teresa.

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Trifecta of horror

Jackie Evancho! Andrea Bocelli! Donald Trump! I mean, what else do you want, a Zuni fetish doll eviscerating Karen Black?

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