Mad scenes help make opera so enjoyable. Think of Lucia di Lammermoor, her nightgown soaked in blood, singing cuckoo duets with a flute.
Could attending the Metropolitan Opera be made a bit more pleasant?
Auctioneer Tobias Meyer, formerly of Sotheby’s, sat with artists Lisa Yuskavage, John Currin and Rachel Feinstein last night at a dinner for the Art Production Fund.
Just like in Sochi, lines were long during the intermissions for “Prince Igor” at the Metropolitan Opera on Thursday, where the opera has not been seen since 1917. Bring sustenance and a flask.
Me! It’s all about me! Opera is full of narcissistic creatures with histrionic disorders, but is there anyone quite like young Werther?
In a picture-filled house in leafy Rye, a half-hour outside Manhattan, an attractive, very lively blonde in pumps, red jacket, black skirt and gold earrings begins to sing.
New York City’s Metropolitan Opera Association, the largest U.S. performing arts organization, plans to sell $100 million of taxable debt to end a swap agreement and repay loans from Bank of America Merrill Lynch.
“Let’s just say, I think this is my time,” Anna Netrebko suggested after her performance in “Anna Bolena” at the Metropolitan Opera’s opening gala last night.
New York City’s Metropolitan Opera Association, which faces growing operating losses, sold $100 million of debt this week in its first such offer since it was founded more than a century ago.
Jonas Kaufmann is at the top of his game.