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...Augenblick ist wenig, ein Blick ist viel” (“A Moment is Nothing, But a Glance is Everything”), let the tremendous youthful zest of both characters flower. Bursting with energy and grace, the singing was entrancingly light but full-voiced. The Composer??s resistance to the idea of combining the opera with the clown act slackens just long enough to agree to the fusion of the two—a decision he immediately regrets...
...second act consists of the opera proper, the Composer??s “Ariadne auf Naxos.” The audience in the opera house implicitly becomes the audience in the house of the nobleman. The popular/classical concept of the Prologue seems to get dropped in the Opera; the harlequins stop being band members and become, somewhat disappointingly, actual harlequins (although one does wear sunglasses). The Opera itself could be substituted in any other production of “Ariadne auf Naxos” without much loss of continuity...
...music is too fragile, structurally too perfect,” he said. “As if, when you threw a branch, it would fall apart.” But while Mozart’s music is structurally sound, its supposed difficulty simply creates an intimidating aura around the composer??s work. “Mozart’s music is great,” he said. “Why not dance...
...program’s finale, a performance of the 1947 version of Igor Stravinsky’s burlesque in four movements, “Petrushka.” Petrushka, which was first performed by Diaghlilev’s Ballet Russes in 1911, provides a delightful contrast to the composer??s later, seminal work Le Sacru du Printemps (“The Rite of Spring”). Petrushka’s plot line of musical puppets cavorting on a fairground cannot begin to compete with Stravinsky’s story of a maiden who is chosen to dance herself...
...that poets tend to have beautiful reading voices. It makes sense, given that their vocation requires them to be as intimate with words as a carpenter with wood. It is the most immediate pleasure of a reading, the way the sound of an instrument pleases more immediately than the composer??s melody. I remember, when Simon Armitage read in Houghton Library earlier this semester, sitting in rapt attention to a repetitive poem (that I would have probably rushed through had I been reading it) simply by virtue the sound of his voice. I ended up savoring the repetition...