I have a double-pronged agenda for NYC: as much opera as I can stand, and as much time with pals as I can manage. Using that measuring stick, this week has been awesomesauce. I didn't get to see everyone I wanted to, but I got some good quality time with Jason, Noelle, Manu, Justin, and Erin & Liam.
|Cutest. Baby. Ever.|
(I spent a good chunk of the afternoon making out with this little man in a hotel room. Making out = fish kisses to the forehead. I'm hoping he'll still be cool with being my boyfriend when he's 30 and I'm 106.)
I also got to see 2 shows at the Metropolitan Opera in the last 2 nights. Last night was Shostakovich's The Nose (aka Schnozzstakovich.); thorny music, a crazy/awesome production concept and great execution, and an absurdist theme that was pretty awesome. It was 2 hours - no intermission - straight through.
Tonight was Tchaikovsky's Eugene Onegin. I've wanted to see it for forever, as mom's a big fan of Russian orchestral music and I grew up listening to Tchaik for kicks. I'd never seen Netrebko, or Beczala, so when the option was to see the (almost 4-hour-long) production from standing room or not at all? Well, the choice was easy. And folks, it. was. FANTASTIC. I would totally, right this red-hot-minute, see the whole thing again FROM STANDING ROOM. That good.
So, yeah. Good trip. One more day of auditions here (please, y'all, a note o'caution: tomorrow is NOT the day to start with Lensky or Onegin or Tatiana. Leave it on the list, but pick another starter...because you'll end of competing in a game that, for the time being, you can't win.)