If only Oprah were an Opera singer! I would live at the Opera! So, my class… Masterpieces of Music requires me to become cultured… which also means that whilst I’m becoming cultured I cannot have wedgies or boogers hanging out the nostril spaces. That’s just embarrassing right there. A requirement for the class besides the reading and the listening exercises and the weekly web forum and the lectures and the articles is that I attend 4 high brow concerts throughout the semester and then do a 4-million page report on said experience. My first required high-brow concert was this past Saturday. I gotta tell you, I was not looking forward to it. I’m not a big opera fan. I’ve been to a few operas in my life… heard many an opera singer… and eh. I don’t love it. I think it’s the vibrato that does me in. I’m all for vibrato, but an opera singer has like a loaded machine gun stuck down in his/her throat space. And it’s not that I don’t admire/respect the ability it takes to be an opera singer… it’s just not my thing. Just like wearing a kitty cat pajama top at the age of 33 may not be your thing.
Anyway, when I go to these concerts, I’m taking notes the whole time anyway, so it’s not supposed to be for fun and games! The production was Madness, Mayhem, and Merriment: An Evening of Gilbert and Sullivan. Who is Gilbert and Sullivan you may ask? Look it up yourself, schmuck… I had to Google it! 😛 They’re dudes who collaborated on something like 14 comedic operas back in the Victorian era, circa 1871 through 1896, which encapsulates the romantic and modern music eras. Take that professor… I learned that there stuff from Wikipedia aka made up weedia. The concert was a mish mash of Gilbert and Sullivan songs sung by 3 main vocalists and 5 additional background vocalists. One of which may or may not have been a creeper. No offense creeper… I’m sure you are a lovely gentleman.
It was held up on the USU campus at the performance hall, which (as Madre puts it) is acoustically brilliant! Built so that you get the best possible sound for your moola.
As you can see, this particular concert was just swarming with audience members… SWARMING! We are totes the culteredest in this valley! I’m thinking my other classmates are totally slacking on the job. Wherefore art thou, Romeo-est? Picture that in my best operatic vocal.
Consensus? Sadly, it did not make me fall madly in love with all things machine-gun vibrato… nor did it make me run out to buy tickets to the next available opera. It was enjoyable enough, but I do NOT foresee downloading any songs to my iPOD exercise playlist.
Question of the Day: Do you enjoy opera music? Any particular favorites?