The Met on Saturday evening, 30 December. Ivo and I saw 'Fidelio' that evening. When I went to get the tickets I arrived by Subway and made my way to the Lincoln Center. I couldn't find any signs to the opera house and stopped a chap at the top of some stairs. I asked, "Excuse me but can you tell me where the opera house is?" He pointed to this building and asked, "Do you see that building?" I answered that I did and he stated, "Well, you're looking at it." I enjoyed the production of 'Fidelio' [the 184th performance of that opera at the Met] and the experience of being at the opera house. The conductor was James Levine. A very clever feature of the Met is that there are no supertitles. Instead the titles are on a bar in front of each seat, on the back of the seta in front. There is the option not to use them and the titles are cleverly constructed to be seen only face-on. The purist next to you is thus saved the horror of being distracted by your titles. He/she will of course still be able to see the titles being used by the occupants of the seats in front. Leonore: Karita Mattila |
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Ivailo Iliev aka Ivo A friend from Brooklyn Heights
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Come like a light in the white mackerel sky, come like a daytime comet with a long unnebulous train of words, from Brooklyn, over the Brooklyn Bridge, on this fine morning,
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