No Cappuccini for Butch Cassidy and the Wild Bunch
25 Tuesday Sep 2018
Posted Travel
in25 Tuesday Sep 2018
Posted Travel
in25 Tuesday Sep 2018
Posted Food
inA debt of gratitude to Grazia, our favorite chocolatier,
Who not only concocted this most wonderful confection
Of pistacchio and cioccolato in the perfect proportions,
But when I tried to express my appreciation for her art
She punctuated my part with an uncommon hint of almond.
23 Sunday Sep 2018
Posted Education
in1) When La Traviata was first conceived, Verdi wanted the opera to be staged in “modern dress.” Yet for reasons unclear to me, the Venice opera scene insisted that it be set “in the era of Richelieu.” In a gesture befitting the Italian maestro, Spoleto’s 72th Stragione Lirici Sperimentale has done up his ambition proud.
2) When La Traviata was first performed, the audience jeered at the casting of an aging, overweight soprano in the lead role of Violetta. In an ironic reversal of gender roles tonight, the casting of the tenor somewhat strained credulity. No one, so far as I could tell, except Rebecca and me seemed bothered by the girth.
3) When Verdi’s Il Trovatore finally comes to Spoleto, I should be in a far better position to go to work seriously on A Night at The Opera, a Marx Brothers’ film that sticks true to its name. In the meantime, when I get home, I can check out the operatic straight dope in Stanley Cavell’s A Pitch of Philosophy.
23 Sunday Sep 2018
Posted Art
inSummarily the queen has delivered her orders.
A plot summary, my wiki.vassal, of La Traviata:
Act I
The courtesan Violetta, recovering from an illness, throws a lavish party.
There, her current lover and would-be one vie for the favors of her affection.
By night’s end, Alfredo the usurper has Violetta singing to herself differently.
Act II
After the lovers live together in the country, they naturally fall apart.
Then they get back together. Then they fall even further apart. Etc.
All this time, in the country and the city, they keep up their singing.
Act III
Almost together, the lovers keep singing in the grim face of death.
Alfredo survives a duel with the Baron, the wicked former lover.
Lovers reunite. Violetta regains her strength to sing. She expires.
23 Sunday Sep 2018
Our annual trip to Treviso, homestead of our Italian friends,
Was on tap for this weekend. The best laid plans, the locals say, Sometimes go astray. And so we snared opera tickets instead
At the last minute. Of course the first box office that we tried
Was chiuso at the time we went: a small matter of us failing
To read the fine print. Hardly surprising. What threw us for a spin,
Though, was learning the box office at the opera house was open
Long before the performance last night. We will be going then
To see La Traviata, a Verdi classic which I’d thought we’d seen
Before. Just goes to show: if casting aside the best-made plans,
The show’s the thing wherein to catch the favors of the queen.</p>
23 Sunday Sep 2018
Posted Travel
inStill ringing in my ears
Sustains a deep longing
To feel at home in mass.
Friends who are Catholic,
Not marked out of place,
Could go to S. Gregorio
Any given Sunday morning.
We keep our church going
Reserved for days of rest.
22 Saturday Sep 2018
Posted Education
inWhen your iPhone is in a pouch,
You can’t snap the proof you want.
A portrait so clear needs no retouch
Much less all these words in this font.
22 Saturday Sep 2018
Posted Food
inAll the food is quite natural in these parts.
Dishes served here are a bit off the charts.
The plates, I believe, best tell the story,
Minus the way we would swap inventory.
22 Saturday Sep 2018
So the fire is out, thanks to the reactions of a brave neighbor,
And the fire chief and his crew are conducting the postmortem.
Appears as if two ash cans on la loro terrazza were the culprits.
Appeared as if i bambini outside alerted the adults to the blaze.
Much more to learn, as time goes on, and the language barrier is broken.
But one thing for sure: never has a more earnest sigh of relief been spoken.
22 Saturday Sep 2018
Posted Art
inWhile Rebecca is working hard on her art,
I (every bit the fool) am playing the part.