tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25633198811401855682024-03-19T05:41:32.710-07:00Ciao Bellathe half soprano goes to italyDiana Yodzishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11341996158204133522noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2563319881140185568.post-21449549037746353552011-07-26T05:02:00.000-07:002011-07-26T05:03:04.786-07:00Lugano!Hey everyone!<br />
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I'm sorry It's been decades since my last post. It was pretty difficult to get internet in Assisi so I decided to make this more of a "post trip blog."<br />
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I left you in Zurich. Next came Lugano!<br />
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This beautiful lake town is in the Ticino, or italian speaking part of Switzerland. Fun fact: George Clooney lives one lake over, on Lake Como!! Every single time my mother and I saw a nice car drive by, we wondered if it was him!<br />
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We spent our one day walking around, eating, and attending a beautiful mass at Santa Maria Degli Angeli. Inside the church is a famous fresco by Bernardino Luini.<br />
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Here are some more pictures from our lovely day in Lugano!<br />
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Next up, Milano!!<br />
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First thing that morning, we hit the flee market. After that, we had coffee at the oldest cafe in town and visited tons of other shops before the opera that evening. I also got to meet Annemaries friend, Lilo. They were roommates back in the 60's in San Francisco and have been friends for almost 50 years now!<br />
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As I have said many times, I just love Zurich. It's such a beautiful, charming place. The weather was amazing! It felt like october in Charlotte. I definitely preferred it to the sweltering heat and humidity we get in North Carolina during the summer.<br />
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After spending yet another lovely day in this great city, we headed back to the hotel to get ready and head off to the show...<br />
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<div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">First of all, it was gorgeous inside the theater. Zurich is considered to be one of the premier opera houses in Europe. It was so exciting to just be there, all dressed up, to see one of the most popular and famous operas of all time!</div><div><br />
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Now, let's get down to it. Just so you know, my title is simply a "jeu de mots," for I am fully aware that Carmen is not intended to be a comedy . However, I couldn't help but laugh at some points during this wild, abstract, and mediocre production.<br />
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It all started when we saw the pictures in the program of the set and costumes. I am never a huge fan of modernized opera productions, and this was one of them. However, I can always appreciate them if they are executed well. The stage was bare, and none of us could tell what time period the costumes were eluding to. I don't know if I considered the artistic vision to be one that could be easily understood (which is certainly a nice way of putting it.) But, I got over it. After all the big picture, when opera is concerned, all relies on the singing!<br />
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The show began with a wonderfully played overture. The orchestra was phenomenal! They really held the show together, in my opinion. The chorus sounded great. Morales sounded great. Don Jose sounded... well... old. Schicoff is in his late 60's, after al! The cigarette girls sounded beautiful... and everything seemed to be going pretty well! I nearly burst when Carmen made her grand entrance, as I always do. I think Kasarova is so powerful and beautiful, when she wants to be. Then she began to sing... and the laughter commenced.<br />
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I have never heard so many "mezzo scoops" in my life! She practically lived down in the basement the entire time. At one point, my mom asked if she was a man. Thats not something that should be questioned of a carmen, who is supposed to be a seductive and stunningly attractive woman. Because the stage was tilted, she also had to do strange, manly things with her body to be able to stand. All of these things made her look and sound way older than she is or should have seemed in the role.<br />
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By the time her death came around, the audience was practically cheering. It was pretty disappointing to hear someone who I know to be such a wonderful artist sound so rough (in a role I adore.) Maybe it is time for her to retire... Carmen, at least.<br />
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After the show, my grandmother insisted we get drinks. We deserved them!<br />
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Though I didn't care much for the show, it was wonderful to see Carmen at one of the premier Opera Houses of Europe. It was inspiring on it's own! <br />
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DianaDiana Yodzishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11341996158204133522noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2563319881140185568.post-48283129163891648312011-07-01T14:15:00.000-07:002011-07-01T14:18:08.784-07:00ZurichToday, my mother, my grandmother, my brother and I took the train to Zurich Switzerland! We spent the day here in this beautiful city shopping, sightseeing, and (of course) EATING!<br />
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The day started off at the beautiful Hotel Europe, where we are staying. My Grandmother is a regular here when she comes to the opera.<br />
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After settling in, we took off to see the sights of this historic city. Our first stop was Grossmunster or "Great Church." It is an extraordinary building outside yet very simple inside. I loved the modern, abstract stained glass and the amazing architecture. But what took the cake for me was the organ! It was so beautiful and really stood out in such a bare bones setting. Because pictures were not allowed inside, I took one of the model of the church that stood just outside.<br />
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We ate dinner at a fabulous, very traditional swiss restaurant called Zunfthaus zur Zimmerleuten. It was the medieval carpenters guild house. The food was out of this world!!!!<br />
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After dinner we enjoyed a walk around town. Zurich is most beautiful at night, in my opinion.<br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">We had such a lovely day in zurich. I cannot wait for tomorrow... carmen starring </span><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Vesselina Kasarova at the famous </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Opernhaus </span><em style="font-style: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Zürich</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">!!!</span></span></em></span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">until then...</span></span><br />
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</span></span>Diana Yodzishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11341996158204133522noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2563319881140185568.post-59696406308235705952011-06-29T09:51:00.001-07:002011-06-29T09:51:02.813-07:00as much as I love the stomach flu...<div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">... It wasn't <i>exactly </i>on the agenda for my trip!!</div><div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div></div><div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">I arrived here in Geneva, Switzerland on Monday and have spent most of my time in bed with a horrible stomach virus :( The good news is that I am recovering quickly. We didn't plan anything for the first 4 days and I have another full day to get better before Carmen in Zurich!! So this is definitely the best timing.</div></div><div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div></div><div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">I'm so looking forward to getting out of this stuffy hotel room and enjoying my vacation. I know I'll have a lot more to share with you all very shortly.</div></div><div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div></div><div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">ciao </div></div><div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">diana</div></div>Diana Yodzishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11341996158204133522noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2563319881140185568.post-75060267899386728842011-06-29T09:49:00.000-07:002011-06-29T09:49:03.399-07:00With less than two months left...... I can barely contain myself! My mother (the greatest ever) has been working non stop on planning our fabulous European vacation. So far, I am most looking forward to these soon-to-be highlights:<br />
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<ul><li><i>Carmen</i> at the famous <span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Opernhaus Zürich</span></span></li>
<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;">A one day cooking class in Perugia, Italia (the Italian chocolate capital)</span></li>
<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;">6th row seats to both <i>LItaliana in Algeri</i> and <i>Atila</i> at La Scala</span></li>
<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;">2 weeks of singing beautiful music in Assisi</span></li>
<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;">High tea at the Ritz in London</span></li>
</ul><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;">My mother is really awesome, right?? She planned all of that!! I can't wait 2 more months!! I want to leave now!!</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;"><br />
</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;">ciao</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;">diana</span></div>Diana Yodzishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11341996158204133522noreply@blogger.com0