Dinner for schmuck Dinner for schmuck

In celebration of the impending retirement of San Francisco Opera’s head honcho David Gockley, La Cieca proposed a quick midweek competition, with a first prize of not having dinner with San Francisco Opera’s head honcho David Gockley.

Rolling along Rolling along

You might be surprised, though, when that title turns out to be Show Boat.

Warhorse Warhorse

Three blocks from the opera house is a terrible time to realize there was homework.

Married to the mobcap Married to the mobcap

I have an idea (soon to be angrily debunked in the comments section) that Le nozze di Figaro is rarely a source of unalloyed bliss to the chronic operagoer.

Fou fighter Fou fighter

It is easy to become overly identified with opera—as a cleverer friend of mine once noted: being a sports fan is an interest, but if you like opera, everyone thinks of it as a crippling obsession.

The devil is in the details The devil is in the details

Certain operas are better in theory than practice.

Natural born Miller Natural born Miller

Cast changes (already) for San Francisco Opera.

Star, crossed Star, crossed

The key to enjoying Bellini’s I Capuleti e Montechi is to do a hard factory reset and reformat your brain to forget all other works based on Romeo and Juliet.

The opposite sextoness The opposite sextoness

The San Francisco Opera has just done the big reveal for 2015-2016 and here’s what we have in store.

An old-fashioned wedding An old-fashioned wedding

Jungfer Marianne Leitmetzerin notes: while this performance of Janácek’s Jenufafeatures the same three principal singers from the legendary Carnegie Hall concert of 1988, the fact that it is a staged performance raises the temperature even higher.

La vie de broham La vie de broham

Imagine the good fortune of attending La Bohème with someone who’s never seen it!

Angelina’s ashes Angelina’s ashes

Kitsch is alive and well in Rossini’s La Cenerentola at the War Memorial.

Vissi d’artist Vissi d’artist

The San Francisco Opera is batting a thousand where young singers are concerned this season.

Top hatters Top hatters

Christopher Alden‘s production of Handel’s Partenope is so erudite and theatrically audacious and also such a rollicking ride, it’s hard to believe it isn’t crap.

Stockholm syndrome Stockholm syndrome

The big news out of the Bay this week, of course, is that David Gockley, after ten years at the helm here and over forty in opera, has decided not to pull a Bloomberg/Galupe-Borszkh.

Running, jumping, or burning Gaul Running, jumping, or burning Gaul

Far be it from me to join the Schadenfreudian chorus of “Bye, Bye, Berti!” you may have been hearing in certain quarters, but the first thing I am duty-bound to report about San Francisco Opera’s Norma (of which three performances remain) is that they’ve hit the jackpot, coverwise.

Roman holiday Roman holiday

Big changes in San Francisco’s Norma.

The virgin Einspring The virgin Einspring

Jamie Barton will make her San Francisco Opera debut as Adalgisa in Norma for five of the opera’s seven performances on September 5, 10, 14, 27 and 30. Ms. Barton replaces Daveda Karanas, who has withdrawn from the production for personal reasons.

Porgy on the bay Porgy on the bay

A new DVD of The Gershwins’ Porgy and Bess features an enjoyable live performance from the San Francisco Opera from June of 2009.

Mamma mia Mamma mia

Goddess Anna Caterina Antonacci takes the “Sophia Loren” starring role in La Ciociara, a new work premiering at San Francisco Opera in June, 2015.

Eyes on the prize Eyes on the prize

La Cieca (not pictured) is delighted to hear of the success of Friday night’s vigil by Gays Without Borders for LGBT citizens of Russia at the opening night of the San Francisco Opera’s new season.

The other gospel of the other Mary, Mary The other gospel of the other Mary, Mary

San Francisco Opera’s marketing leaves La Cieca at least momentarily speechless, so she’ll have to rely on you, cher public, to take up the slack with discussion of off-topic and general interest subjects.

Una soave immagine me n’ho formato in petto

Here,  on what appears to have been a rather chilly evening,  are Michael Fabiano and his “mom” Renée Fleming in Die Walküre Lucrezia Borgia at the San Francisco Opera.

Will the real Odabella please stand up? Will the real Odabella please stand up?

La Cieca’s operative in San Francisco writes: “SFO’s marketing for the upcoming production of Attila has offered a rotating door of Odabellas. Sadly, as of the latest update, I’m fearing the musical chairs may have landed on the least favorable of the announced divas.”