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Not a big-time Debussy fan, but Mrs. BD is so I gave her tix for Pelleas at the Met for Christmas, with a light supper at a little trattoria on Columbus on Thurs. night - Il Violino. Cozy. Excellent home-made fluffy gnocchi.
But not only was Pelleas unbearably tedious but was also 4 hours including intermissions. We got out at 11:30 and home God knows when. It beats me why this is considered a great, innovative piece. It's one endless tone poem, and the plot - and the libretto - are so dull that I can't find words for it. "The sun is going down." "Yes, see it going down over the sea." Perhaps we two are too unsophisticated?
So as we walked down the red-carpeted stairs at The Met, I mentioned to Mrs. BD that we needed something like Carmen as an antidote. And, voila, WQXR had Carmen live from the Met today! Call me philistine if you must, but you can hum Carmen lines all day. Got a lot of paperwork and cleaning up done to Carmen while Mrs. packed for a girl garden tour trip. I will await her southland garden photos.
On Friday, one of my opera afficionado pals told me that he and his wife walked out of Pelleas a week or so ago, but didn't tell me so as not to bias my impression. And that guy and his wife are musicians.
Thank you so much for this post. I’ve been meaning to listen to this piece of music for ages. At last, it’s time, and Apple Music makes it instantly available. Now into Act IV. Loving it!! As with his piano music, the ideation of feeling is overwhelmingly fresh, original, and bounteous.
Debussy is a musical equivalent to Jackson Pollock. Modernism* seeks to defy God by producing something out of random nonsense, and if you don’t “get it” you are a Phillistine. Don’t fall for the presumption. Enjoy your Bizet with a clear and joyful conscience.
Call me a philistine, too, Carmen is a fine romp. My musical ear is fairly limited, I guess, because only a very, very small percentage of what I hear makes enough of an impression to inspire me to listen to it twice. Only rarely does something grow on me after repeated listenings.
You know what else is fun? The movie "Carmen Jones." The toreador Escamillo becomes the prizefighter Husky Miller.
Carmen is wonderful, and I wish I were in NYC to listen to it on QXR. Saw it twice at the old City Opera and have loved it ever since. https://asuransikaryawan.co.id/asuransi-kesehatan/
Seems like a lot of you don’t get Debussy. Forget the opera. Focus on the piano music. Listen, listen, listen. There really is nothing like him, either before or after him. His genius is unassuming. Pure genius.