tysolna: (hiding behind violin)
Just got back from a great performance of "Jenufa" at the local opera house; the role of the Kostelnička Buryjovka was sung by noted soprano Anja Silja (good grief, she's got her own Wikipedia entry!). Unlike the usual members of the cast, she sang the role in the original Czech.
She is a marvellous singer, but my mom and I both agreed that her Czech left something to be desired. But on the other hand, we also agreed that you don't really understand what's being sung in Opera anyway, and hers was a fantastic voice and performance. In fact, it seemed as if everyone on stange and in the pit gave their absolute best, and even though I was terribly tired to begin with, it was a night I wouldn't have wanted to miss.

So why was I so terribly tired? Well, since our singer's work schedule didn't allow him to be at the, uh, dress rehearsal, for want of a better word, which was supposed to take place on Tuesday, we decided to have that reherasal today, on a Sunday, at ten o'clock in the morning. And me after a night out, three beers, and my first taste of juniper schnaps. That would be Gin, but it tasted differently... Anyway. Hungover, I was still able to worm my way through the sets. I am looking forward to the gig on Friday, and hope we will have a good-sized audience.
The article in today's newspaper certainly won't help, because even though we're there with a picture and good enough text, the date of our gig is apparently Friday, the 19th of September, not the 29th. But at least they spelled the name of our band correctly this time.
tysolna: (doctor don't look back)
Last night was the much-awaited premiere of Puccini's Turandot at the local opera house.
The music was fantastic; the orchestra, the choir, the soloists were all very, very good. Nessun Dorma got a thunderous applause, and there were standing ovations and lots of curtain calls, and rightfully so I think.
The staging, however, is nothing to write home about. For an opera which is so much about love and blood, it was rather colourless. At least it didn't distract from the music. And the music was grand.

Also yesterday was the annual local language library book sale. Since I had this deal with the librarian (I donated many books to the library, and in turn I would get a hefty discount here), I managed to grab 50 books for 50 cent each. All of the Darkover books are now mine, as well as all science fiction books they had, Nimoy's "I am Spock", a book on Tolkien, Laurence Olivier's biography, a dictionary of myths and symbols, and a couple of large-size illustrated books on painters, on gargoyles, and the universe. And more. Cookbooks, too. And I wish I would have gotten even more, but I restricted myself.

The latter half of last week was so busy that I neglected a couple of things, which I will try and catch up on today and tomorrow. Although I don't know how much I can get done today, given that in four hours I'll be picked up for band rehearsal.
I wonder if we will get to play the new instrumentals we rehearsed at an extra meeting last friday. It was such fun to simply get together and play!
If and when I leave for coasts yet unknown, there will be many things here that I will miss. Friday, I realized that one of the things that will hurt most leaving will be the band.


Sep. 13th, 2006 04:35 pm
tysolna: (Feld)
The best sentence I read in our newspaper today:
"I do love this choir", raves M., "because of its joy in movement."

Full article (German) here.


Jan. 13th, 2006 11:14 pm
tysolna: (violin)
Va, pensiero, sull'ali dorate;
va, ti posa sui clivi, sui colli
ove olezzano tepide e molli
l'aure dolci del suolo natal!

... and after that, no-one applauded. The guy two seats next to me was crying.


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