excerpt from 'The diaries of Sylvia Townsend Warner' pp. 299 (84 words)
excerpt from 'The diaries of Sylvia Townsend Warner' pp. 299 (84 words)
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I packed. And after dinner, to the last act of Figaro, I brushed cats. Mozart's Almaviva was not da Ponte's emotional adaptable perdona latin, but a much more impressionable, wrong-headed, ultimately more tight-headed person. This came out noticeably with an English cast. All the same, the total change of ethos is now overdone. Mozart does it all in his music, there is no need for the conductor to draw red lines and pointing NB.s all round it. But how lovely, how eternally lovely! |
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