Current mood:	giddy
Current music:	Various

Il Barbiere di Siviglia
Just got back from the opera trip w/ Euro and the Italian classes. I have one word: Ohmyfreakinggod. It was so amazing I cannot describe it. After the first song, I was swept away. The theater at the Met - holy crap. Freaking huge, and gorgeous. Gorgeous. Amazing. And the size of a city block. You look at the stage from the nosebleed seats where we were (thank you Christine for letting me and Jamie use your bincoulars!), and you have no idea how big the stage is. Then you see people walking on it, and you realize it's about a city block and zillions of feet high. That curtain is HUGE in its own right, seriously.

Also, I have had to reconsider my previous defense of the baritone voice against the tenor. The guy who played Almaviva had the greatest voice I think I may have ever heard. It was pure gold, just simply breathtaking. The guys playing Figaro and Bartolo (baritone and bass, respectively) had amazing voices as well, but for some reason the tenor struck me more. I seriously felt like I'd gone to heaven when hearing this voice. I'm being irrationally exuberant about this, I know, but it was that amazing. Seriously. WOW. It's continuing to sink in.

~M. :-)