The sound is magnificent. The movements are sweeping. Now you need a better view of the rouge and 17th Century pantaloons. Ah, that’s better. Now you can see the frown on the soprano’s face as she laments her unrequited love. Intrigued, you view the playbill under a gentle program light from your Zhumell Covent opera glasses. The melody stirs her memories of walks in the moonlight, the playbill explains. Not wanting to miss a moment, you rush to look through your Covent again. The (more…)
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