The burn here surely is the Publikum’s applause.
“Will no one shed a tear for obsolescent analog technology?”
“…newfound celebrity on Twitter, where she is beloved by some of opera’s most ardent fans.”
The most exquisitely queer “parterre box” headline of all time has been written.
Twitter legend Karita Mattila, elegantly muumuu’d Thomas Hampson and Les Boys headline Rufus Wainwright‘s grandiose opera Hadrian.
“Love is love,” tweets tenor Michael Fabiano.
Now, if there’s one thing I know about authorial intentions, it is that Verdi totally wanted the first act of La traviata to look like a dinner dance reunion for the class of 1988.
I found myself engrossed in the comments of bitchy queens and backseat directors.
“The background chorus characters in the Broadway show I saw tonight unobtrusively included a gay couple, and jaded though I sometimes am I think that’s really neat.”
Maria Agresta‘s delicately-acted, sumptuously-sung seamstress transformed what might have been just an average Wednesday night revival into something finer.
La Cieca (pictured, in her dreams) would like to pause just a moment in her editrixing duties for a spot of housekeeping.
La Cieca is positively brimming with excitement to bring you an exclusive interview with @FakeNLebrecht, connoisseur of sick notes, writer of fiction and obituaries.
Coming as Peter Gelb did from the music industry, opera lovers hoped that he would display a more distinctive knack for casting and an improved talent pipeline than Joe Volpe offered during the waning years of his tenure.
The leading lady of the Bayerische Staatsoper’s production of La Calisto has taken to the Twitters to respond to the recent discussion of her comments about Miley Cyrus.
Lyric Opera of Chicago’s 2014-2015 season will consist of Tannhäuser, The Passenger, Tosca, Porgy and Bess, Il Trovatore, Anna Bolena, Capriccio and Don Giovanni.
Everyone can go home now, because Twitter has reached its zenith.
A couple of tweets from Thomas Hampson detailing some grisly-sounding future projects.
ust when you thought it was impossible to adore Yannick Nézet-Séguin any more than you already did…