An Afternoon at the opera house - only it was no fucking opera!
Five Sundays a year I am off to DTLA for a day at the opera. Los Angeles Opera was incepted in 1986. I flew down from San Francisco for Tristan Und Isolde, conducted by Placido Domingo. Now, 39 years later - and for the second straight season - I am a season ticket holder for presentations by an opera company that is broke.
So broke that they started the year with great musical theatre - West Side Story. Only everything started late because they had to do a sound check - microphones and speakers.....amplification of the human voice. That ain't opera for a show that composer Leonard Bernstein categorically stated was not an opera.
The place was full - unlike 'normal' times........I understand, they do have to raise money - but not from me if they eliminate the wonders of pure voice without any assistance.......
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