Aw, I love Puccini. I have more than once gotten choked up during "Un bel di." It would have to be a lousy version for me *not* to get choked up.
But opera criticism tends to go way over my head. And perhaps I'm not that big of a snob. Hell, I once burst into tears watching a duet between Andrea Bocelli and Elmo on Sesame Street (it was just so freaking sweet)!
Here are two Puccini arias by the breathtakingly wonderful Swedish tenor Jussi Bjorling (Che gelida manina from La Boheme--1938, and E lucevan le stelle from Tosca--1957).
I just woke up. In fact, I typoed your name as "May" at first.
I put bubble bath in the tub and have a new book of short fiction I found in the dollar store the other day so am looking forward to being transported to another world or else getting really bitchy really fast in suds.
Current book project. With my life, it may end up well over 1,000 reasons though. If so, I'll just change the title at that point.
Maudlin Shivs for Bus Drivers.
William Keckler. Poet, Narcissist, Blawger. Sad clairvoyant. Answering machine for the dead. Beep. Formerly, the Valerie Solanas of American poetry blogs. If I owe you an apology, I'm saying it right here. J'accuse la manie. Butthole Whisperer and erstwhile poacher/harvester of ivory. Out of Africa and deepest Harrisburg. Goreyphile from a very early age. Bipolar bear much baited by circus freaks. Let's watch crackheads watch RUGRATS on vintage NICKELODEON.
WHORE PIECE:
Be a whore for a year.
This means a literal whore.
Have sex only for money.
Have sex only with people you despise.
Throw all the money you earn
into the sea late at night.
Come back the next day
and see if any money washed ashore. Complain.
I wish I could say humans move me closer to God, but usually it's the Cocteau Twins. I'm crazy as a Trappist monk talk show.How come nobody ever complains that they're overrated? I have poetry horror stories. I don't hate anyone but human coat hangers get on my nerves. Cliquey sons-'a'-bitches. Son, I am disappoint. The greatest weakness of anything is that it's not something else. Disability niggah. I cannibalized a hipster and I liked it. Pray for me.
Aw, I love Puccini. I have more than once gotten choked up during "Un bel di." It would have to be a lousy version for me *not* to get choked up.
ReplyDeleteBut opera criticism tends to go way over my head. And perhaps I'm not that big of a snob. Hell, I once burst into tears watching a duet between Andrea Bocelli and Elmo on Sesame Street (it was just so freaking sweet)!
Here are two Puccini arias by the breathtakingly wonderful Swedish tenor Jussi Bjorling (Che gelida manina from La Boheme--1938, and E lucevan le stelle from Tosca--1957).
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=K_1Ry44K-MM&feature=colike
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CseVVhgp9OA&feature=colike
Thanks for the Puccini links, Amy!
ReplyDeleteI just woke up. In fact, I typoed your name as "May" at first.
I put bubble bath in the tub and have a new book of short fiction I found in the dollar store the other day so am looking forward to being transported to another world or else getting really bitchy really fast in suds.
I like what Malcolm McClaren did with "Un bel di" btw...RIP Malcolm!
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