tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1872521732024534925.post4993130614987234862..comments2023-03-30T11:35:01.084-04:00Comments on I'd rather be sleeping (but opera is keeping me awake): Intensity! 'Rape of Lucretia' ReviewSusanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10149585684469790767noreply@blogger.comBlogger9125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1872521732024534925.post-68234669199277100652009-07-26T09:04:32.602-04:002009-07-26T09:04:32.602-04:00To think Mr. Gunn possesses such electrifying forc...To think Mr. Gunn possesses such electrifying force and command of acting and passion intense!! I read your post,and you said you had difficulty perceiving the Christian symbolism woven into the opera's plot. Having studied theology for three years now,I think I could help you out,if you want.tcarstetterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14417666298163182181noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1872521732024534925.post-23618718692114307372009-06-23T17:20:58.930-04:002009-06-23T17:20:58.930-04:00Because he's "Buttah."Because he's "Buttah."Banawomannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1872521732024534925.post-42498156722786889642009-06-15T21:17:46.250-04:002009-06-15T21:17:46.250-04:00That's not bad considering that at first I con...That's not bad considering that at first I confused it with "roux" and wondered what a flour and butter sauce had to do with any of it.Susanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10149585684469790767noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1872521732024534925.post-10150901927150666572009-06-15T20:08:43.789-04:002009-06-15T20:08:43.789-04:00Somehow the word "roue" conjures up the ...Somehow the word "roue" conjures up the image of Maurice Chevalier in Gigi, strolling through the park and singing "Thank Heaven for Little Girls."Examsdivanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1872521732024534925.post-633408100506326212009-06-15T18:18:26.704-04:002009-06-15T18:18:26.704-04:00Nice vocab word. I had to look it up.Nice vocab word. I had to look it up.Susanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10149585684469790767noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1872521732024534925.post-56603609884214885812009-06-15T18:12:03.009-04:002009-06-15T18:12:03.009-04:00T-A-R-Q: The Adorable Roué in Question.T-A-R-Q: The Adorable Roué in Question.Banawomannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1872521732024534925.post-29313896652187699942009-06-15T08:54:37.186-04:002009-06-15T08:54:37.186-04:00Just noticed that I went back and forth on the spe...Just noticed that I went back and forth on the spelling. Tarquinius and Tarquinias. Should have stuck to Tarq.Susanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10149585684469790767noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1872521732024534925.post-38840904359682681122009-06-14T18:46:49.898-04:002009-06-14T18:46:49.898-04:00One thing I left out was something you brought up ...One thing I left out was something you brought up yesterday - how they moved in unison for some scenes. Like when the three men first came on stage and all turned at once... and when the Female Chorus mirrored Lucretia's movements, and also she walked with them with candles when they were going off to bed. It was all very graceful. The M&F Chorus were part of the action but not really because the characters didn't seem to see them. <br /><br />Frosting! Awww thanks! Which reminds me - Cake!! Did we have cake? Honey-soaked walnut cake! And those almond crescents with the edges dipped in chocolate! And I brought home all those honey and rosewater soaked cakes from the middle-eastern bakery. OMG I'm drooling. Next time I'm getting the Nutella crepe!<br /><br />I'm still in a daze too. I've reread this post about 50 times today. In fact, I just might write a new post about that.Susanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10149585684469790767noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1872521732024534925.post-90066983959846453932009-06-14T18:32:17.883-04:002009-06-14T18:32:17.883-04:00What? Trying to move rocks in public isn't emb...What? Trying to move rocks in public isn't embarrassing enough for you?<br /><br />Great review! I can't think of what you might have left out. It was like having our own opera experience in our living room. The music and voices right there...no straining to hear, or God forbid, candy wrappers. No opera glasses--what luxury! Of course, the intimacy only increased the stomach-churning tension.<br /><br />I was blown away by the difference between listening to Britten's music and seeing this performance. To my neophyte ear, this postwar music sounded at first discordant and self-consciously artsy. In this spare, elegant production it was stunning. <br /><br />I'm still in a daze, punctuated by moments of amazed joy that I got to be there. Susan--you were the frosting on the cake!Banawomannoreply@blogger.com