25 September 2007

Morning-after pill

In this week following the thirtieth anniversary of her death, the spirit of Callas stalks our earthly realm. I’m guessing she’s in a rage right now. I know that I am, after seeing the abortion of a Lucia that discharged upon the stage of the Metropolitan Opera last night.
Skip the other Lucia blog reviews (I don't really mean that, but you know what I mean) and jump to vilaine fille for the rest of Marion Lignana Rosenberg's incisive analysis.

Meanwhile, Sieglinde is preparing to go back to the Met, this time for Roberto Alagna's Romeo. (We love Bobby here.)