Natalie Imbruglia – A Mime Interpretation

October 1, 2009 at 7:30 pm | In Internet Findings, Music, Pop Culture, youtube | Leave a Comment

I haven’t been updating the blog as much as I’ve wanted to these past few days - busy week, that’s all. But until I’m ready with a more substantial blog entry, I thought I’d go for the easy youtube solution and give you a little treat. The following is a video showing mime Johann Lippowitz a.k.a. David Armand doing an interpretation of Natalie Imbruglia’s hit song ”Torn”. My mime-enthusiasm may come as a surprise to some of you, since I have in the past expressed some suspicion when it comes to mimes, but trust me, this guy is a genius!

My favourite part has to be his display of growing frustration from chorus to chorus, as expressed in his interpretation of the line “You’re a little late”.

Happy 60th, Bruce! or My Favourite Bruce Springsteen Songs at the Moment

September 23, 2009 at 10:12 am | In Fandom, Music, Odes | 1 Comment

Barack Obama once said: “The reason I’m running for president is I can’t be Bruce Springsteen.” I think that this is a completely rational line of thinking. Bruce Springsteen is The Boss, and today is his 60th birthday.

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As some readers will already know, I love Bruce Springsteen, but my love for him is a relatively new thing: I only just discovered his music last year when The Boyfriend introduced me to “The River”. I fell in love immediately and just as hard as I did three years ago when I first discovered Johnny Cash, (it turns out there really is non-opera music out there worth listening to!), and Bruce has had a special place in my heart since then. I love the raw sound of his music, I love his relaxed, yet manly on-stage attitude, and I love the way his music bears witness for the little man in society, frustatedly struggling to obtain things out of his reach, and to defeat his own demons and do the right thing.  

And so, in celebration of Bruce’s 60th Birthday, I thought I’d present you with my favourite Bruce Springsteen songs at the moment. Keep in mind that I’m still a bit of a Springsteen newbie, so there are still plenty of Bruce songs that I’ve yet to discover.

“The Wrestler”
I keep a list in my head of certain songs; songs that I feel I would be able to listen to, and which would make me feel better, even if the worst thing in the world had happened to me. Songs that are so convincing in their confrontation with the greatest sadness that I believe that they would make me able to enjoy them even in the face of my own self-pity. Johnny Cash has written a number of such songs, Verdi has written several such arias (most notably this and this), - and Bruce Springsteen has contributed with some gut-wrenching songs of his own. “The Wrestler” is one of these, the song Bruce wrote for the (incredibly moving) movie of the same title, starring Mickey Rourke.

“Have you ever seen a one-legged dog making its way down the street?/If you’ve ever seen a one-legged dog, then you’ve seen me.” Absolutely beautiful.

“Candy’s Room”
This song from the excellent album Darkness on the Edge of Town is my absolute favourite Bruce song at the moment. I love the rush of desire that embues the song, right down to the hectic drum beat, and throughout the lyrics: “We kiss/and my hearth rushes into my brain/and the blood rushes in my veins/fire rushes towards the sky” . But I also love how desire never turns into something vulgar and purely sexual in Bruce’s song. Candy is pretty and luscious, accepting expensive gifts from “strangers in the city”, but we get the impression that what really draws the persona of the song towards Candy is the “sadness in her pretty face/a sadness all her own/from which/no man can keep Candy’s safe”:

“In the darkness/there’ll be hidden worlds that shine/when I hold Candy close/she makes these hidden worlds mine”.

“Adam Raised a Cain”
Like “Candy’s Room”, this song is from the album Darkness on the Edge of Town, and is one of Bruce’s more heavy songs, sung with almost growling vocals, and with a dark Biblical theme in the lyrics of the chorus. When you look closer at the song, however, the theme is really as straightforward as the theme of a son struggling to free himself from the shadow of his father. Bruce is excellent at combining the esoteric symbolic with immediately recognizable images in his lyrics, and I especially love the lyrics in the bridge after the first stanza: “We were prisoners of love/a love in chains/he was standing in the door/ I was standing i the rain/with the same hot blood burning in our veins/Adam raised a Cain.”

“Brilliant Disguise”
This song is from the album Tunnel of Love, an album of love songs, mostly. The great thing about Bruce’s love songs, however, is that unlike most other songs of that genre, Bruce takes you beyond the first infatuation where everything in a relationship is great and you would climb mountains/swim oceans/fly to the moon/you name it for each other. Bruce’s love songs tend to explore the time that comes after this first stage, the phase where things inevitably become difficult, no matter how hard you work for it. “Brilliant Disguise” is one of these love songs: “Now look at me, baby,/struggling to do everything right/and then it all falls apart/when out go the lights/I’m just a lonely pilgrim/I walk this world in wealth/I wanna know is it you I don’t trust/’cause I sure damn don’t trust myself”:

“Streets of Philadelphia”
This one is another contibution to that list of mine that I mentioned when I talked about ”The Wrestler” . Like “The Wrestler” it was written for a movie, namely Philadelphia (1993) starring Tom Hanks, and like “The Wrestler” it’s got a song of great sadness. Philadelphia is a movie about a homosexual man who had aids. Homosexuals with aids and HIV were still a gruesomely stigmatised and irrationally feared section of the population, often abandoned by friends and family and left to die alone. It’s this sense of desperate loneliness that I think the song captures so well. I love how the drum starts up with a relatively neutral beat, like it could be the beginning of any old rock song, but then the synthesizer blends in (indeed, Bruce is one of the only musicians who are able to use the synthesizer without making the song sound like the soundtrack of an early 90s educational film!) with their minor key chords, giving the song its melancholy feel.

And I love the lyrics: “Ain’t no angel gonna greet me/it’s just you and I my friend/and my clothes don’t fit me no more/I walked a thousand miles just to slip this skin”:

“Waiting on a Sunny Day”
Finally, to end things on a happier note, here’s “Waiting on a Sunny Day”, a song that is pretty good in the original recording, but just awesome in this live version from Barcelona, 2002. The video does great justice to the optimistic message of the song, and then it also shows Bruce as the wonderful person he seems to be: Completely relaxed and at ease with himself in the middle of the crowd of roaring, adoring fans, and devoted to the music:

Happy Birthday, Bruce.

The Beatles Anthology, Revisited

August 12, 2009 at 8:23 pm | In Fandom, Music, Pop Culture, Television, youtube | Leave a Comment

 

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Part of me just knew  that I never should have written that entry about my five favourite eary Beatles sons with vocals by John Lennon. It totally launched a new round of Beatle-mania in me, and I’ve been listening to The Beatles for the past few weeks more than I’ve ever done since I was 13-14 and first discovered the band. It’s a good thing that the new opera season is slowly approaching, so that I will have something else to obsess over soon.

But then it’s been really nice to re-discover those four lads and their songs. One thing I especially enjoyed was re-discovering the documentarty series The Beatles Anthology, which I re-watched over the past week, and I thought I’d do a review here. 

Telling the story of how The Beatles first got together, rose to fame, reinvented themselves, and then broke up, the series is surprisingly well executed, especially because of the way it works as a testimony to the fact that what the rest of us perceive as a glorious tale of a fabulous band’s fantastic oeuvre, must have felt like a turbulent, chaotic story to the four band members themselves who went almost directly from the streets of Liverpool to the top of the pop at an age where most of us are still figuring out what to major in at college.

Help!
 The title sequence itself is obviously created with this in mind: We zoom in on The Beatles playing the song ”Help!”, only to zoom out again, making the four musicians seem smaller and smaller next to some huge characters that spell out the band’s name, while the music is graudually drowned in the noise of an audience of  girls screaming at the top of their lungs. 

I was surprised to find at first that there is no narrator in the series, no steady, comforting, distinguishly English voice to guide us through the story, but I think that’s actually part of what makes the series so great: Because how could there be just one narrator of the story of four such different persons and the numerous people who surrounded them?  A cacophony of voices is instead achieved as the documentary series is made up from a number of interviews with Beatles members themselves and key figures in the making of the band and their music. Brand new interviews were made with Paul McCartney, George Harrison, and Ringo Starr, and the three are mostly interviewed seperately. This is a particularly nice touch because it allows us to get - often very - different perspectives on an event.

George Martin and the fantastic stars
Another important interviewees in the programme is producer George Martin. Martin is endearing – he simply seems like such a nice person, and very knowledgable when it comes to music. If the programme introduces us to the four Beatles’ genius, it certainly also testifies to the genius of Martin, and to the importance of his intellect and down-to-earth personality. He recounts a particularly poignant (and very amusing!) anecdote at one point, when he’s trying to illustrate how innocent and ignorant he was when it came to The Beatles use of drugs: Once when Lennon had accidentally taken acid in the studio and was feeling strange, Martin took the reeling musician to the roof of the building for some fresh air, without ever realizing that Lennon was under the influence – although he did find it strange that Lennon kept staring at the stars and calling them “fantastic!”. “I suppose they would have been particularly fantastic to him…” as Martin muses.

“There are seven levels.”
The three surviving Beatles themselves, however, also seem to have developed a healthy distance to the chaos they lived through in their Beatles years. Paul McCartney obviously still has a keen eye for appearance and the theatrical (as the footage from their concerts show, he always was the one Beatle to put on the most elaborate stage show), and does a great job at imitating his and his band-mates’ high-strung earlier selves as he recounts situations from back then to the camera. An especially funny anecdote is Paul’s memory of the first time he smoked pot: He was at a party and in his stoned condition he was suddenly certain that he’d cracked the meaning of life, so he asked for paper and a pen, so that he might write it down. The next day, when he was sober, he was eager to see the note again, but somewhat taken aback that all it read was “There are seven levels.”  McCartney’s delivery of the punch-line is hilarious.

If McCartney is theatrical, George Harrison and Ringo Starr both seem much more laid-back. They come off as two genuinly nice guys, and George Harrison had a wonderful sardonic humour to boot. May he rest in peace.

“The movement you need is on your shoulder”
And naturally the three ‘95 interviews with the three ex-Beatles leave a terrible void. One keeps expecting a 55-year-old John Lennon to pop up there on the screen along with the three others - it would have been so interesting to hear what he made of things all these years later, and to see what he looked like now - and of course he doesn’t. But much isn’t made of his death, and that’s a nice touch, too. After all The Beatles Anthology is a documentary about The Beatles specifically, not about the three Beatles and what they did after the band broke up. And the loss of John Lennon is present in the documentary regardless. Like when Paul McCartney talks about how he first played “Hey Jude” to John. Paul told John he wasn’t happy with the line “The movement you need is on your shoulder”, but John told him not to: That was the best part of the song – ‘95!Paul gets a little misty-eyed as he tells us this and confesses that that was one of the things that was so great about working with John, and one of the things that made him sentimental to think about now.

Original footage of Mozart’s ass-jokes
Apart from the 1995 interviews, the documentary is rich with footage from the Beatles years – perhaps almost too rich, one might argue. There are lengthy clips from concerts, and while it’s always a pleasure to hear the Beatles’ songs, it does slow down the pace of the series somewhat, and it’s these clips, in part, that make me think that the series wouldn’t be terribly interesting to anyone who wasn’t a hardcore Beatles’ fan.

But then of course one has to remember that when the series was made, this was the first time that a lot of this footage was ever published, and it was sensational at the time, I do remember that. The footage of failed takes from the studios, with John Lennon mising a note or Paul McCartney giggling his way through “And Your Bird Can Sing”, are all over the internet by now, but at that time, it was a unique look behind the scenes, like getting to peep through a hole in time and see Wordsworth strolling around in Tintern Abbey, or seeing Mozart make an ass-joke.

“Free As a Bird”
And the footage is put to great use in the end sequence of the series when we are shown the video for “Free As a Bird”, a song that John Lennon recorded, but never released, but which was refined by the three other Beatles in ‘95. The song itself is so-so. But the idea of the Fab Four performing together again is incredibly touching, and the video is just marvellous. I still remember seeing the rush of seeing that video for the first time on TV back then, and marvelling at the fact that the editing of the video actually allowed me to see the four Beatles walking in a Liverpool street, down Strawberry Fields and past the barber in Penny Lane, and – most fantastically – go through the corridor from the street into The Cavern to see The Beatles performing on stage. I’ll freely admit that the video can still make me sniffle:

Other fun things I learned from the documentary:
- the fact that The Beatles used to lie on top op each other and drink whiskey during the winter when they were touring in their first tour car, because it got so cold. HoYay!
- the fact that the three surviving Beatles all seemed to agree that John wrote “Help!” mostly because he was “getting pudgy” at the time and wasn’t feeling good about himself as a result.
- the fact that The Beatles were harassed at the Philipines because they turned down an invitation on their day off to see Imelda Marcos.
- the fact that Ringo and Paul once ran seven miles away from the set during the filming of Help!, because they were eager to smoke a joint. And the fact that the filming of the movie was pretty much sabotaged by the four Beatles’ stoned condition throughout the proces.
- the fact that Sgt. Pepper wasn’t much of a big deal to either of The Beatles. And that Ringo was downright bored during the recording of it. I always thought Abbey Road was a better album.

Rusalka Likes tha Moon!

July 20, 2009 at 7:49 pm | In Music, Opera, youtube | 2 Comments

I totally already linked to this video. But since today is the 40th anniversary of the moon landing, I thought I’d post it once again. So here it is: Rusalka’s beautiful song to the moon! As sung by Renee Fleming.

Another song to the moon is the one by the Spongmonkies. Not exactly beautiful perhaps, but still awesome:

Happy moon day, everyone!

Calendary Music – July – “Di tu se fedele”

July 10, 2009 at 10:14 pm | In Calendary music, Music, Opera, The Course of the Year | Leave a Comment

The Boyfriend and I are packing up to go away for a week to his family’s cabin by the north sea for a week, and I’m looking so much forward t relaxing for a whole week, going for walks and reading books and drinking tea by the open fire! I’ve started working on my dissertation now, and between that and my part-time job, I’ve been slightly stressed out, so a break is more than welcome.

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But there’s no internet connection at the cabin, so that means that things will be quiet in here for the next week. I’ll see you all next week!

In the meantime, here’s my choice for my Calendary Music project this month: “Di Tu Se Fedele”. Ever since I was a little girl I’ve associated the month July with the sea and sailing. My family and I would go on the ferry between Hundested and Greenaa (between Sealand and Jutland) every summer, and I remember standing on the deck of the ferry while the sun warmed the top of my little head and the wind blew through my hair, impressed and almost overwhelmed by the vastness of the sea and by the sensation of the ferry cutting through it at full speed, and I held onto my mother who would lift me up and helt me tight so that I could lean over the rail and gaze down at the waves below while she sang songs to me about the sea. “When the sun is buried in the North Sea,” she sang, “It will rise again in the Baltic the next day”.

“Di tu se fedele” the faux sea shanty from Un Ballo in Maschiero has always reminded me of that feeling. It’s got an air of salt water and wind and sailing to it, and an air of optimism and indomitability that makes it a perfect aria for the month of July. Especially in the below version where it’s sung by Jussi Björling (in Swedish!) whose voice always sounded like a beautiful Scandinavian light summer night.

Top 5 Favourite Early Beatles Songs with Lead Vocals by John Lennon

July 6, 2009 at 3:00 pm | In Fandom, Music, Pop Culture, Top 5/Top 10, youtube | 3 Comments

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I know, I know. Writing a blog entry about The Beatles. I might as well put up an entry that reads “You know what’s really cute? Kittens and bunnies. Kittens and bunnies are really cute.” or titled ”Why Racism is Wrong”. Even so, I’m writing this entry. 

I went through this whole big Beatles-phase in the eighth grade, where my best friend and myself would sit around in each other’s rooms after school and listen our way through every Beatles album ever released. It got really freaky for a while, the way fandom usually does when you’re 13 years old. I remember wearing black and mourning all day on the anniversary of John Lennon’s death, and realizing at some point that I knew the lyrics of every single Beatles song ever written. I also think that thanks to this adolescent Beatles phase of mine, Help! is still the movie I’ve seen the most times.

My friend and I neatly divided the fandom between us so that she liked Paul McCartney the best, and I was all about John Lennon and thought he was the most divine man ever to have lived. I like to think that I’m over that by now, but the truth is I’m really not. I think “Imagine” is an awful song and actually pretty much dislike the entire oeuvre of his solo career, but I still think he was incredibly awesome when co-working with McCartney, and he was undeniably a genius songwriter.

And then he had a singing voice that can still make me all school girl-ishly weak in the knees whenever I hear it. Which is what I really wanted to write about in this entry, my Top 5 Favourite Early Beatles Songs with Lead Vocals by John Lennon, or, more idiomatically, my T5FEBSLVJL. Because John Lennon had such a good singing voice for rock ‘n roll music. And I think people sometimes tend to forget this, focusing mostly on his songwriting abilities, or even his heavy-handed fight for world peace, so I thought I’d bring attention to it in this entry. His voice simply sounded sexy, I think, like leather jackets and five-o-clock-shadows and sweet nothings whispered into your ear at a scruffy bar late at night.  It’s especially prominent in the high notes when his voice sounds like it’s almost about to break, allowing a kind of passionate desperation to creep into his clarinet-like barytone that brings a certain edge to the songs. And while I love the later Beatles songs, I think the earlier songs tended to set off this particular edge the best – perhaps because the early songs otherwise sound relatively innocent to the modern ear. Here are my five favourite examples of this phenomenon:

5. “Mr. Moonlight”
This is not a Beatles song in as much as it’s not written by The Beatles; rather it’s written by Roy Lee Johnson. All in all it’s a pretty forgettable song, but John Lennon’s voice in the intro is so awesome.

4. “You’ve Really Got a Hold on Me”
Another song that isn’t actually a Beatles song. It was written by The Miracles, but I think that the Beatles’ recording of it is actually the best there is. John’s vocals seem to be balancing on the upper edge of his high range, truly adding to the desolate ambience of  the lyrics. George Harrison delivers the harmony, but it’s John’s voice that stands out.

3. “You Can’t Do That”
One of John Lennon’s more macho songs, thematically related to “Run for Your Life” , and this makes the aforementioned raunchy sound of his voice even more apt.

2. “Twist and Shout”
It almost seems redundant to mention this one, because it’s so famous, but I’m doing it anyway, because John does that almost-breaking-voice thing constantly in this live cover version of a Top Notes song:

1. “This Boy”
“This Boy” is my favourite example when it comes to John’s voice. Which is funny because I actually find most of the song to be slightly dull and monotonous – but it’s saved by the bridge  where John gets to display the full potential of his voice, as he takes the lead and breaks free from the morose harmonies of the song. The result is incredible. And then  he is just so impossibly cute in the video when he raises his eyebrows while reaching the high note! Eeeee, look at him! I don’t know what all those girls were on about, screaming their lungs out over Paul McCartney with his puppy dog eyes and awkwardly bopping head.

Top 5: Favourite Opera Dagger Scenes

June 16, 2009 at 1:13 pm | In Gender, Music, Opera, Top 5/Top 10, youtube | 2 Comments

Ok, so this Top 5 may seem way far-fetched, but bear with me here. I wanted to do an entry on the subject of opera, because I haven’t done one of those in ages, and I wanted to do another top 5, but I’m studying for an exam, and this was the first thing that popped into my head.

And when you think about it, it’s not really that far-fetched. There are a lot of daggers in operas. I’d say it’s what kills about 60% of all opera characters. In fact, if I were to make a graph of opera deaths, I imagine that it would look something like this:

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And it’s no wonder that librettists are so fond of daggers, really. A dagger is an easy prop to carry around stage, it may be aesthetically pleasing with its blade flashing in the stage light, and one might say that the dagger is the opera version of Chekhov’s Gun: You just know that someone’s going to be bleeding to death from a stab wound later on if a dagger is shown or mentioned at some point in an opera.

And thus I would say that it’s justifiable to make a top 5 of my five favourite dagger moments in operas:  

5. The Foreshadowing Dagger – Macbeth: “Mi si affacia un pugnal?”
“Is this a dagger which I see before me?” - probably one of the most famous literary mentions of a dagger, featured here in Verdi’s opera based on Shakespeare’s Macbeth. Macbeth is still debating whether or not to take his wife’s advice and kill King Duncan in the name of ambition, as he suddenly seems to see a dagger floating before him, urging him on. The ghostly dagger is a foreshadowing both of the murder that Macbeth will later commit and of the hauntings that he will experience subsequently (by the ghost of Banquo and by his own conscience both). Macbeth is not my favourite opera, but the music here is very appropriately dramatic and hectic:

4. The Jealousy Dagger -Wozzeck: “Dort links geht’s in die Stadt”
The dagger scene in Wozzeck is related to other opera jealosy dagger scenes, such as the final scene in Carmen, where (SPOILER!!1!!) Don José stabs Carmen to death. But I chose this one because it’s a got such a singularly eerie atmosphere. The entire opera is eerie, just as the original play by Georg Büchner is, and in every scene you get that feeling that there is something dreadful and horrible lurking just around the corner. In this scene, it’s the dagger, and you kind of know that it’s coming: Wozzeck is a poor soldier who has only one thing to live for: His beloved wife Marie and their little son. But alas, Marie has been fooling around with the flashy donjuan the Drum Major, who even has the nerve to ridicule Wozzeck as the two share a scene together. “Better a knife in my body than your hands on me” Marie says spitefully, as Wozzeck confronts her with his suspicion. Famous last words…

 

3. The Suicide Dagger – Otello: “Niun mi tema”
Another jealous husband, yet a completely different use of the dagger. I’ve included this one because it always manages to come as a bit of a surprise for me. We’re at the ending of Otello where the title character has just strangled his wife Desdemona to death in the belief that she has been unfaithful to him with the handsome Cassio. Only too late is he informed that the whole thing was a scheme orchestrated by Otello’s vicious ensign Iago, and that Desdemona was innocent. Otello is crushed as he finds out about this, and the music turns solemn like a funeral march as he bids the pale, tired, mute, and beautiful Desdemona goodbye. It’s easy to get the impression that the opera is over now, and that there’ll be no more drama. That is, until suddenly there’s a crescendo, and Otello draws a dagger…



2. The Who-Will-It-Be? Dagger – Rigoletto: “Ah! Piu non ragiono!”
This is probably the most suspenseful opera dagger scene I can think of. In the scene, the hitman Sparafucile is preparing to kill the Duke, whom he’s been hired to kill by Rigoletto, who wants to avenge his daughter Gilda’s loss of virtue to the womanizing nobleman. However, things start to go amiss  as Sparafucile’s wanton sister Maddalena has developed an elaborate crush on the Duke and tries to talk Sparafucile into sparing his life and killing Rigoletto instead. To make things worse, Gilda, who’s still madly in love with the Duke, shows up at Sparafucile’s door and overhears Sparafucile saying that if someone were to knock on their door before midnight, he’d agree to kill that person instead of the Duke. As midnight approaches and a thunder storm rages, a terrible plan forms in Gilda’s head…

 What’s so great about the scene is that even if you’ve never seen the opera before you just know that by the end of the scene someone will be stabbed with a dagger and killed, and the suspense rises along with the crescendo of the storm depicting the music: Will Sparafucile kill the Duke? Or will Rigoletto be the victim? Or will Gilda sacrifise herself for her heartless seducer? The explosive auditory effects of the thunder storm makes for a horrifying on-scene stabbing; you can almost feel the sensation of blood mixing with rainwater as the dagger penetrates the victim’s drenched skin at the end of the scene… Gruelling, wonderfully so!

1. The Penetration Dagger – Tosca: “Questo è il bacio di Tosca!”
In Catherine Clement’s book Opera or the Undoing of Women, Clement recounts the anecdote of a young woman, an opera newbie, who went to see Tosca and returned saying that the ending was wonderfully feminist – that it was so great that Tosca got away with the murder of Scarpia. The explanation was, of course, that the woman had mistaken the second act for the last one, which is an easy mistake to make, really. The outcome of the second act with the death of Scarpia seems like such an appropriate ending, not least because of the dagger. Most of the second act has been like a foreplay from Hell, with Scarpia terrorizing Tosca by making her listen to her boyfriend Mario’s screams of agony from the adjacent torture chamber, and finally Scarpia forcing Tosca to have sex with him in exchange for Mario’s life. So you could say that the entire act is embued with the anticipation of a penetration, climaxing as Scarpia, having obtained Tosca’s reluctant consent, rushes to embrace her. What he doesn’t realize at this point is that Tosca has fetched a dagger from his dinner table and is preparing for an entirely different kind of penetration…
This would have been a feminist ending to the story, indeed! But then we would have missed out on the entire third act.

Here is the scene in the 1976 movie version with Kabaivanska, Milnes, and Domingo, which was the first Tosca I ever saw:

And They Shouldn’t Fence at Night/or They’re Gonna Hurt the Gymnasts – Literal Video Version of “Total Eclipse of the Heart”

June 5, 2009 at 1:48 pm | In Internet Findings, Music, Pop Culture, youtube | Leave a Comment

The same friend who directed my attention to the Literal Video Version, which I loved, just sent me a link to another one of those brilliant things: This time a literal video version of Bonnie Tyler’s “Total Eclipse of the Heart”.

Delightful! The original video really was in desperate need of a literal video version, even more so than the A-Ha video, what with the random ninjas and weird glowing eyes. Drinking wine – douchebags, indeed.

Gold Dust in Our Hands

June 3, 2009 at 8:17 pm | In Fandom, Music, youtube | Leave a Comment

Scarcely had I returned from Syria and returned to every day life before something awesome happened: My friend J. and I managed to get tickets for Tori Amos’ concert performance at the Copenhagen Opera in September! I am so excited about this that I thought I’d share my joy here at the blog. There are a few contemporary musicians who can get me as worked up as opera composers, and Tori Amos is one of those musicians. I *heart* her.

I discovered her three years ago when I was staying in a friend’s apartment while she was out of the country and had been told to help myself to her CD collection. I found Songs from the Choir Girl Hotel there, and Scarlet’s Walk and quickly started exploring her other works, among these her cover album Strange Little Girls which I’ve written about previously, and I’m still amazed by her range and talent, both as a singer and as a songwriter. 

Can’t wait for September! In the meantime, here she is in a live performance of ”Gold Dust”:

Calendary Music – April – Arabella: “Aber der Richtige”

April 4, 2009 at 12:37 pm | In Calendary music, Gender, Music, Opera, Photos, The Course of the Year, youtube | Leave a Comment

Sorry for my long absence! I’ve been incredibly busy lately. Since my last entry, Spring has come to Copenhagen. The weather is absolutely lovely; mild and warm and sunny with clear blue skies during the day and soft, pastel night skies full of warbling blackbird. Here’s a picture I snapped riding my bike home after having introduced Bo Holten’s brand new opera The Visit of the Royal Physician:

Knippelsbro, Copenhagen, Evening in April

Arguably not a very good picture from a photographer’s point of view, but that sky, and that light? Le sigh. 

I’m on cloud nine because of this beautiful April weather, and I thought I’d celebrate by doing a Calendary Music entry. I’ve picked Arabella’s and Zdenka’s duetto from Strauss’ Arabella which has always reminded me of this time of the year.

I do love Arabella. Despite the fact that I truly dislike the title character. I find her to be incredibly vain and conceited, and I always kind of try to bear with her the best I can, but then when I get to the part where she’s at the ball and she’s graceously bidding her maiden life and her suitors goodbye, and I’m like ugh. Get over yourself already. I cannot for the life of me see what Mandryka finds so attractive about Arabella, but, hey, I suppose it’s true that rural life in the villages of Mandryka’s estate will probably be good for her, fetching water from wells and whatnot.

And I have a huge soft spot for androgynous Zdenka. She’s such an indearingly absurd character. She was raised as a boy just because she was a little wild as a child? And yet she never complained? She really is an outrageously selfless character, every bit as good and virtuous as her sister is spoiled and annoying, and I like that. It’s so rare that women in operas are selfless like that and get away with it. Usually they get stabbed by hitmen or decide to stab themselves because their beloved is in love with an icy princess and things like that.

And I find the duetto between the two very different sisters to be so beautiful. Mostly because of the music which is gorgeous, but also because of the dramatic effect of the very different POVs of Arabella and Zdenka clashing in the lyrics. Arabella is all wrapped up in her own dream of erotic fulfillment, while Zdenka is all about making Arabella happy, even if that means that she’ll get married to the man that Zdenka loves and that Zdenka will have to go about wearing trousers and looking like a scrawny dude with huge manboobs for the rest of her life. “Sie ganz im Licht, und ich hinab ins Dunkel.”

I’m not sure why the piece reminds me so much of the month of April. It’s possible that I simply heard it for the first time in the month of April, but I suppose you could also postrationalize it and say that there is something spring-like about two young women singing about their dreams and hopes of love, and that there is something sunny about the light timbre of two sopranos singing together. Here it is at any rate – I’ve chosen a version with Lisa Della Casa as Arabella and Anneliese Rothenberger because I think their voices compliment each other sublimely, and the acting is quite touching. I actually find Arabella to be kind of cute in Della Casa’s interpretation, beaming and rubbing her hands together while fantasizing about The Right One:

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