God I love Macbeth!
I don't give a fach: opera under the influence with a dash of non sequiturs...
I really regret doing that, “When Puccini Met Sondheim,” bullshit cabaret (terrible title, not my idea). The stress of it snapped me into a manic phase and I became…let’s just say…irrational. I should’ve been resting for Italy, which is a major stress trigger for a manic-depressive. Big mistake! I had to do all the work: find a venue, find a superb accompanist, design posters, pay a small fortune to print them out, drum up publicity, write material, learn new music, get an audience…and the whole thing was very slap-dash and mediocre. Even my dad told me so. I had to fight for my ideas all through the process…I did it for a friend who was talking about committing suicide, and I wanted to be a supporting, loving friend, I felt a sense of duty…that was a mistake…people are deeply disappointing and always let you down. If anything this just shows how little awareness there is about mental illness. If I had rested before Italy, instead of dealing with all the stress of planning a show, I’d be having a much easier time here…instead I spent the week on Xanax and vino to temper my mania…ugh, and people wonder why I am suicidal…
The Met’s decision to pull “Death of Klinghoffer” from its HD broadcast season was infuriating enough. Now, jewish anti-defamation groups (who have not seen the opera) are demanding that the work not be presented at all. Peter Gelb’s conciliatory actions, based on threats from protest groups, are, in my opinion, the definition of giving in to terrorism. This is precisely the time to present a work such as “Klinghoffer,” when there IS so much pervasive anti-Semitism in parts of the world. Whether the opera is anti-Semitic depends on how one views it, but anti-defamation groups should be reminded that Hitler used Wagner as the official music of the Nazi party and Wagner’s work has endured in spite of it.
Accomplishments for a bipolar person in suffering extreme depression:
1.) made my own breakfast today. This means figuring out my entire kitchen which was not easy!!!
2.) cleaned. Not that there is much here to clean, but still…
3.) figured out the Italian recycling system, particularly the one in my building. The Italians are meticulous about their recycling so this was quite a feat.
Was asked the other day if I could sing a performance of Belcore (last minute) in “L’elisir d’Amore” at the Teatro San Naples! Got to go for it right? Opportunities and all that.This article has been revised to reflect the following correction: I will be performing at the Teatro di San Carlo in Naples.