I am highly entertained — a state that will endure for a long time tonight — by something I stumbled upon while comparing versions of “Nel Profondo” (Orlando Furioso, Vivaldi).
It is heartwarming to see people actually having fun in making music. Especially if they are such great musicians, of course.
There are no two bars that aren’t brilliant, for example Jaroussky looking at his watch at the da capo of the messa di voce. Still, what kills me is when at the end Jaroussky walks out on Lemieux, leaving her victorious; somehow, still with this wicked smile that says *bitchslap.
Nel profondo cieco mondo
si precipiti la sorte
già spietata a questo cor.
Vincerà l’amor più forte
coll’aita del valor.