I Can Tell The World
Michael Horvitt: Even When God is Silent
It’s 12:10 AM and I’m still up. I got home at about 11:20. Most of my colleagues live further away. Some, in fact, probably just arrived home … unless they are still on the road.
Cenerentola turns out to be about 3 hours and 5 minutes long. Longer than I expected. And this is with some cuts!
I don’t recognize the following, for instance, so either I fall asleep during the opera at some point, or we cut this:
Some nights feel longer than others, too. This was a “longer than others” sort of night. I think it’s just because I was tired, and I’m thinking of this week and all that has to be accomplished before Thanksgiving day, when we will have something like fifteen people here for a meal.
Tomorrow our performance is at 3:00. We’ll see if that feels like a “longer than others” kind of performance, or if it speeds by. Time will tell. Possibly literally, even.
What fun to find these videos with Frederica Von Stade:
And now to bed with me!
