Milan - With immense pride, pride and gratitude to Emma, \u200b\u200bwho writes to comment on what has been seen (and heard) live at La Scala before. Entertainment intense, touching, involving, in one word Dante. A translation (and interpretation, as promptly Daniel Barenboim suggests) that allows the words and music to take shape, so that the viewer is not confined to the deaf hear, but it can enjoy a wonderful all round the Opera by Georges Bizet. Because the opera is not just made of music and speech, but also of people who sing those words, which have a soul and a story to tell.
December 7th at La Scala, Daniel Barenboim has taught us that a perfect musical performance can not and must not ignore the personal history, emotional states, gestures and even the breathing of those players that R Aegisthus Emma Dante imagined and forged: Master listened to them, together, expect, and finally chased enhanced, allowing viewers to enter the depths of their souls. The
R egia Emma Dante was strong, powerful, energetic as ever. From the start catapulted the audience into a world of deep and real, deep and joyful at the same time. This egia R is the result of careful, passionate and scrupulous reading of the result of a long and deep shared work with Maestro Barenboim, who has tried, a complete success, to take those values \u200b\u200band meanings of words and enclosed hints of Bizet, which surely can not be the castanets, the roses in his mouth or some nice and cheerful Andalusian dance ...
who turn up their noses, at least should be justified with arguments far more serious than the mere evocation of the demonic figure, had almost gone back to the times in which alleged witches were burned in the streets.
The reality is otherwise.
Carmen liked this at all: the public more aware and skilled who followed the event of sheer sophistication; by viewers around the world to those same professionals who worked behind the scenes or in the streets protesting December 7, all the singers, including choir, musicians.
who booed, Buat - if this word exists in Italian - rant and vomited in the newspapers is in bad faith because terrified by the idea that a different (and brilliant) way of thinking and working to wipe out him and his small kitchen garden planted with great care.
But the story does not have a boss.
"... the in History really does not stop in front of a door,
history enters into our rooms and burns,
history by giving wrong or right,
history we
us this dish of wheat "
rararà rararaaaaà, rararà rararaaaaaà rarararà rararà rare ..."
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