Frail opera goers in New York gird yourselves and medicate.
I can’t recall ever hearing anyone, even the craziest opera nut, say: “I am just dying to see ‘Manon’ by Massenet!”
Rumor says that a curse clings to Meyerbeer’s supernatural opera “Robert le diable” (Robert the devil, 1831). Looks like it’s more than a rumor.
Emmy Rossum, an actress in the Showtime series “Shameless,” who attended the Metropolitan Opera’s new production of “Manon” last night, recalled her own turn on that stage as a kid.
A beauty queen, she wasn’t.
Sex with drugs: it’s an audience magnet as old as the hills. Donizetti knew it. “Enron” author Lucy Prebble works it like a charm too.
When asked about an invitation to become a Young Global Leader with the World Economic Forum, soprano Anna Netrebko candidly said that she didn’t know what the World Economic Forum was.
“What is robbing a bank compared to founding a bank?”
American soprano Catherine Malfitano has sung Puccini’s opera “Tosca” all over the world. Now she’s directing it in London. Perhaps her move off stage is a step too far.
Brooklyn-based band The National crafts compelling music about growing up. Hear their moody songs Friday night at the Beacon Theatre.