calvert wrote:There are many things that I love about Tibbett's voice and singing (not necessarily the same thing). But I think most of all I love the solidity and dark focus of the tone together with the ease of emission; in spite of the solidity and darkness, the effect is never heavy, and the tone always flows. His legato is extraordinary.
mogliettina wrote:Circa 1945 I had the dubious pleasure of hearing both Lawrence Tibbett and Lauritz Melchior singing the top songs of the week on Your Hit Parade.
It prejudiced me forever against Melchior. All I hear when I listen to him now is, "You've got to Acc-Sent-Chuate Ze Positiff." Oy!
mogliettina wrote:Circa 1945 I had the dubious pleasure of hearing both Lawrence Tibbett and Lauritz Melchior singing the top songs of the week on Your Hit Parade.
It prejudiced me forever against Melchior. All I hear when I listen to him now is, "You've got to Acc-Sent-Chuate Ze Positiff." Oy!
amneris wrote:Article and pictures of Dessay's first Traviata in Santa Fe
From the looks of the costuming and set, it seems as if they are following the Netrebko/Villazon Vienna production path.
http://www.playbillarts.com/features/article/8040.html
brunnhilde wrote:But much happier, is the sound of him in my living room, singing "Eri tu" on my victrola, in his prime.
calvert wrote:mogliettina wrote:Circa 1945 I had the dubious pleasure of hearing both Lawrence Tibbett and Lauritz Melchior singing the top songs of the week on Your Hit Parade.
It prejudiced me forever against Melchior. All I hear when I listen to him now is, "You've got to Acc-Sent-Chuate Ze Positiff." Oy!
And do you remember: "See da U.S. AAAAY een a Che-vro-LAAAAAY!"? That was Melchior, too.
Tibbett was better at popular songs, IMO, that was Melchior. Of course, being an American certainly helped! Tibbett's diction was superb as well as his voice. Early on in his career, he learned forward placement and enunciation from one of his better voice teachers (whose name escapes me now). HIs teacher told him to sing text as if he were speaking it in conversation, without the artificial "hoity-toity" diction most classically trained singers affected at that time.
One of my favorite Tibbett stories concerns the first time he sang Jack Rance in Fanciulla del West. The stage director, an Italian, wanted Tibbett to enter in Act II (when Rance is looking for Johnson the bandit) in a crouched position with his gun sticking straight out and bug-eyes. (One assumes that this director's only experience with American sherriffs was watching Yosemite Sam in Merrie Melodies cartoons.) Tibbett demurred and said that no sherriff would enter a dwelling like that when looking for a suspect; he would enter quickly, erect, with gun held loosely at his side ready to swivel shoot in any direction. The director told Tibbett that he knew nothing of being a sherriff. Whereupon Tibbett informed the director that both his father and his uncle had been sherriffs in California when he was growing up, and in fact his father had been killed by a suspect in the line of duty. The Eye-talian let Tibbett do it his way.
To begin with, those directors [of Regieoper] regard any and all music as a challenge to be overcome. [...] And I remembered what the late Brigid Brophy said about the opera director who cannot bear to leave the audience unattended in the presence of Mozart's music even for a few bars. She said that nearly 40 years ago now, well before the reign of Regieoper – "director's opera" – with its doctrine that any opera is no more than a blank space on which the director can impose his (more rarely her) concept. And she said it long before that Berlin [Die Entführung with Konzept by the notorious Eurotrash vandal, Calixto Bieito], which illustrates Clive James's saying that directing opera is what Germans do nowadays instead of invading Poland [Bieito is Catalan, but no matter].
mogliettina wrote:My favorite still remains the one in back of the taxi with Tebaldi and Corelli. Maybe you'll tell it again one of these days.
mogliettina wrote:I have convinced myself that every managing director who employs Calixto Bieito delights in having the devil "women" brought down. If ever there was a person who had a serious problem with mama it was that monster Bieito. Lucky for him that instead of being ignored he is living out his sick sexual fantasies and misogyny dream by being encouraged and lauded by persons who have the same sad problems stemming from their childhood. (how's that for armchair psychology?)