Since last time, a long year went on. Full of Mortier's things, excellency at the TCE and in Munich, renewal of the Opera Comique, so-and-so at the Chatelet...
Here are the key souvenirs:
Waltraud Meier first as she is THE Kundry, THE Isolde... She was not able to save the atrocity of the Warlikowsky's Parsifal at Bastille but listen to her - only - was a nirvana, indeed. Then, she came back in the perfect Tristan by Sellars at Bastille as well: the voice is not the one we were used to but she IS Isolde as she truly incarnates her. Conclusion: I am going to Milan and Berlin next months.
Welcome to the Voice at the Châtelet. I thought I had the worse with mortier at the Opéra de Paris. No! Indeed, Choplin offered me the capacity to leave that catastrophy 20 minutes after the curtain opening. There was...nothing. No music, no singers (but three poor real sopranos with a microphone!!!), no direction, no text. Nothing! Hopefully, On the Town, a simple, well organized musical by Bernstein saved the end of last year in this place.
Dido and Aenea by Purcell at the Opéra Comique was a divine surprise. Christie breaths with this music. Singers were all absolutely homogeneous which becomes so rare in Paris. Decors were the one you dream of. And Deborah Warner's direction another must.
But let's go to future...
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