One of my opera regrets is never having seen Luciano Pavarotti. But yesterday, on the Met Radio broadcast we got to hear him "live" at the near-peak of his vocal abilities (1977) singing La Boheme. Pavarotti passed away just a few days before my Dad, so I barely noticed his passing at the time. Hearing him in his youth is a reminder of what an unbelievable artist he was.
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There was a chance I would be in Vegas through Saturday, so we weren't able to plan ahead to get tickets to an extra performance of Pagliacci. Based on everything we'd heard, this was a production we were going to want to see twice. Luckily, Drake was able to score a couple of tickets to the sold-out performance yesterday. We were "up in the Gods" but in McCaw Hall that really isn't too far up.
I'm not even sure what to say about this production. It may be the finest Seattle has done in recent memory in terms of emotional impact.