“Of all the noises known to man, opera is the most expensive.
Just have to tell you about … my ex (Torbjörn) and his relationship to opera.
Before we met I don’t think he even listens to classical music, but he was a good sport … we both went to opera (Carmen) and ballet (Giselle). Which he claimed to have enjoyed.
So one Christmas we spent with my mum in Kiel, Germany and on Christmas Day mum wanted to go see Mozart’s “The Marriage of Figaro” and no problem. Torbjörn wanted to come along. So we bought the tickets.
“How wonderful opera would be if there were no singers.”
The setting for the opera had been moved forward to the 1950s… and very smartly done. The storyline of the opera is a bit all over the place.
It is set over just one day (as indicated by its subtitle ‘A Day of Follies’) – Figaro’s wedding day. The curtain rises on Figaro and bride-to-be Susanna, fitting out the new room that their master the Count has given them. Susanna reveals that the only reason the Count has made such a generous gift is to keep her nearby – he plans to seduce her, re-instating the lately abolished ‘feudal right’ which allowed a lord to have his way with a servant girl on her wedding night.
Figaro is furious and vows to outsmart the Count. Together with Susanna, the abandoned Countess and the page boy Cherubino (who adores all women, especially the Countess), they put in place a cunning plan to ensnare him. Expect disguises, mistaken identities, and a lot of hiding in (and under) things…
“Opera is like amateur golf. Most of the time it’s pretty awful,
but on those rare occasions when everything falls into place
and you make a great shot, it feels amazing.”
Both mum and I enjoyed the event very much and when mum asked Torbjörn what he thought about it.
Torbjörn looked at me … and said; It was great, but who f..k was Figaro????!!!!.
(sorry for the language)
“Going to the Opera, like getting drunk,
is a sin that carries its own punishment with it.”