Ah! quel giorno…

*** personal note: If I try and write anything about today’s concert, it will mainly consist of not proper English interjections like “AMAGAAAAD!”  so I will postpone it a litte. Thanks so much for all your support from afar; iIt was really appreciated.  “Ah, quel giorno, ognor rammento… ” fits in more than one way ***

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Impending doom

I feel the world conspires against letting me visit  a concert of Mr. Jaroussky this week. I refuse to even look forward to it, and avoid thinking of it. If I catch myself doing it nevertheless, I feel those goose-bumps not of anticipation but of the sense of impending doom spreading on my back, up to the nape of the neck.

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Because we love it!

Recently I’ve read the claim that the MET by their broadcasts “steals” the audience that would otherwise attend performances of other companies. I cannot believe that, as little as the computer made reading obsolete. What I do think (though I never attended a MET live-broadcast) is that it has a different atmosphere from an actual opera altogether. Maybe a mix between watching a movie, and an opera, with a slightly better dressed and better behaved audience on average. But, I may be wrong.

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