The Sour Aftertaste of Opera
9 Aug
We saw a truncated version of Puccini’s La Boheme on Friday night at Wolf Trap, an outdoor center for the performing arts. Very cool, and my brother was in raptures over the guy who played Rudolfo. We didn’t tell my husband it was super depressing as a ploy to get him to go (Bala hates sad movies or plays), and now I have the task of trying to convince him that we want tickets to see The Marriage of Figaro– the opera that made me actually like opera– in May at the Kennedy Center. “No, seriously this time, it’s hilarious!”
Bit like the boy who cried wolf, isn’t it?
No, seriously, everyone enjoyed it. Most inspiring.
In more interesting news, I’d like to draw your attention to a bit of excitement (if it hasn’t been already). For only $6, you can now order Catherine J. Gardner‘s The Sour Aftertaste of Olive Lemon from Bucket O Guts Press. If you’re not familiar with Cate’s work, (and I do not say this lightly) you should be. She’s dark, surreal, and beautiful– check out her site and see for yourself.
Can’t wait to get my hands on it!
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Now playing: Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart – The Marriage of Figaro: Act I, Se a Caso Madama
via FoxyTunes
From Puccini to Olive, that’s never going to happen again.
Thanks, Katey.
It’s like that time I made some incredible finds at Half Price Books– a bunch of really rare X-Men comics and a three-disc set of Mozart piano concertos. The guy at the register looked at me for a second, then laughed. “Don’t see these together that often… but they’re both awesome.”
So see, it makes sense! Or something.
You’re very welcome. I’m so excited to get mine!
I wonder if I would like Opera? There are men in tights, so I suppose it’s possible.
Yeah, in the case of the earlier stuff you get nice stockings, tight breeches, and awesome frilly coats… and wigs! You’d totally love it, man