On operas

When I listen to opera, it’s not the voices or the stanzas that the performers recite that I hear but the passion that is incited by their solitary or collective voices. Sopranos are just as captivating as tenors, men as women, dialects as accents.

Are they speaking to each other about the coming of spring? Expressing anguish at the betrayal or death of a loved one? Perhaps they are simply chewing the fat and filling in as the headlining singer readies herself backstage. It’s all the same to me: people using their voices to express emotion.

Nothing says “I love you” more than “Dies, Nox Et Omnia” from Carl Orff’s Carmina Burana, or Puccini’s “Nessun Dorma.” Likewise, nothing reverberates stronger in my heart than Preisner’s “Lacrimosa.”

Published by Spark Makki

A writer and copy editor who sleeps because he has to and dreams because he can't afford not to.

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