Monday, October 27, 2014

be very afeard

Random thoughts on Alcina at Carnegie Hall, as scribbled on the fly in a notebook in the  wayback:

Di', cor mio -- OMG, as the young people say.

Ruggiero, dude, don't cut yourself on that dress. 

killer cello obbligato!

Tornami a vagheggiar -- effect on foetus in utero? Recheck 20 years.

Mi lusinga -- hearing Alice Coote sing this is like falling backwards into a goosefeather barcalounger.

Verdi prati -- strings go all mingey when the beauty vanishes. Ew.

Ombre pallide -- yeah yeah, guess how that was LOL

Overheard at Intermission:

"She's a villain, you know."
"And if we didn't know, the dress would tell us!"


more killer cello obbligato!!

The dress erodes as the power does

Rage! Look out how she handles that score!

"Bring your Gorgon shield!" Really this opera is all about accessorizing.

Sta nell'ircana -- Horns! and vehement page-turning!

Man these scores get a workout, hope they didn't rent them.

Barbara! -- Wakey!
                   let me introduce you to my fully-armed and operational cadenza.

If you want to know how spectacular this performance was, I really have nothing to add to Earworm's assessment.

Monday, October 20, 2014

night of the living dead

If the protest outside attracts a Who's Who of the Empire State's own Political Graveyard, then surely goings on inside must be worth checking out. And since the Met seems to have caved to censorship demands on the SiriusXM front as well as the HDcast, La Cieca has posted audio of the 1991 premiere of The Death of Klinghoffer. Check it out here, and the libretto here, if you are so inclined. Or don't, if you are not. Your choice.

*well, okay, David Paterson is now chair of the Democratic Machine Party in NY, but I'm not sure that's much of a status change.

Saturday, October 18, 2014


Hey, check it out, Ian Anderson-No-Not-That-One's podcast is embeddable.

Sunday, October 12, 2014


BEMF's Monteverdi Nite at Jordan Hall killed a bad week stone dead, then the Mark Padmore recital buried the corpse in an unmarked grave. But left flowers, bc, y'know, lieder.

Thursday, October 2, 2014


Surfing the Tubes after checking out Smithsonian Folkways' new cylinder on Soundcloud...

...will eventually lead you to the ultimate They Might Be Giants metatrack:

Tuesday, September 30, 2014

adventures in impromptu docenting

[the scene is a small wigwam containing various artifacts for educational purposes, into which a horde of little kids has just swept, trapping a lone random adult inside and thus revealing one tactical problem with wigwam design]

Little Kid: What's this?
Lone Adult: It's a wolf skin.
Little Kid: Did they hurt the wolf?
Lone Adult: uh....
Tiny Kid: [picking up bird wing fan and hanging it around her neck] Did they buy these feathers?
Lone Adult: [trying to think how tactfully to explain where whole bird wings come from]
Other Little Kid: [picking up Algonquin war club and waving it around] What's this?
Lone Adult: It's really dangerous.
Other Little Kid: [holding up non-business end of same] You could poke somebody's eye out.
Lone Adult: Among other things...

[horde sweeps out again, leaving lone adult to ponder the evolutionary benefits of gnat-like attention spans]