BASTA: Only God can make a tree BASTA: Only God can make a tree

“Hey. Sorry to trouble you. I was wondering if I could have a word with my client.”

BASTA: Bang bang, he shot me down BASTA: Bang bang, he shot me down

Evan clicked over to the his favorite music critic’s weekly column, “Slings and Arias.” 

BASTA: Significant mother BASTA: Significant mother

At last, Jesús Halévy had found the right size. The small ecru sweater was buried beneath a stack of extra-larges at the Macy’s on Herald Square.

BASTA: Stridono lasso BASTA: Stridono lasso

Supernumerary callbacks for the Big Apple Singing Theater Association’s spring production of Bison Don’t Cry were held later that night at the Mariachi Playhouse.

BASTA: Press your luck BASTA: Press your luck

Jerold Offerman had spent the day readying the Algonquin Opera orchestra for a high-profile, high-stakes revival of Lucia, and things weren’t going well with the glass harmonica.