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« Reply #420 on: 15:25:36, 11-04-2008 » |
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Seven Deadly Sins? he asks without bothering to cheat by looking it up.
Yup, "Mother" is the bass in the Quartet of Anna's (or Annas', depending how you view it) chiselling relations.
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"I was, for several months, mutely in love with a coloratura soprano, who seemed to me to have wafted straight from Paradise to the stage of the Odessa Opera-House" - Leon Trotsky, "My Life"
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« Reply #421 on: 18:08:41, 11-04-2008 » |
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Other mothers:
Couple in Janacek, not principally thought of as such. Jenůfa as well (I'd mentioned Kostelnička as a stepmother, but forgot about Jenůfa herself. Sharp Ears, the vixen? Really scary ones in Strauss Klytemnestra in Elektra and Herodias in SalomeOne in Donizetti who has already featured under disguises and drinking songs.
Lucrezia Borgia!
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« Reply #422 on: 18:21:23, 11-04-2008 » |
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Yes, yes, yes and yes.
Actually, I don't know Jenufa. I was certainly thinking of the vixen. There is another Janacek heroine who has forgotten how many brats she has. Lousy parenting, I imagine, but we still feel sorry for her.
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« Reply #423 on: 18:22:43, 11-04-2008 » |
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And the Monteverdi?
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« Reply #424 on: 18:25:46, 11-04-2008 » |
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There is another Janacek heroine who has forgotten how many brats she has. Lousy parenting, I imagine, but we still feel sorry for her.
Presumably, if Emilia Marty in Věc Makropulos is over 300, she could well have forgotten count of the number of children she'd had!
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« Reply #425 on: 18:30:24, 11-04-2008 » |
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And the Monteverdi?
Penelope in Ritorno d'Ulisse?
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« Reply #426 on: 18:37:20, 11-04-2008 » |
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If you can supply the diacriticals (?)
Coz vim, kolik tisic mojich trabantu beha po svete
which my translation gives as:
Do I know how many thousands of my brats are scampering round the world?
And yes, ollie, it had to be. Its funny I forgot Penny at first, because she is seen principally Ulisses' wife, but you see her with her son as well.
Anyone like to chip in with my three from Sullivan to round matters off (and the child has to feature in the cast list, so not Little Buttercup.)
Come in, Tony Watson!!!
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« Reply #427 on: 19:12:16, 11-04-2008 » |
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Do I know how many thousands of my brats are scampering round the world? Thousands? In 337 years? (I can only assume she's counting her grandkids etc. as well...) Hm, I could get those accents for you, DB. Just a tick. ...you quite sure about 'trabantu' though?
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« Reply #428 on: 20:04:28, 11-04-2008 » |
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Given my spelling of my mother tongue is so unreliable, I hardly trust myself at transcribing something so alien as Czech. I've p put the book away for now.
I think she is drunk at the time, and jaded and cynical, so not altogether numerically accurate.
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« Reply #429 on: 20:41:34, 11-04-2008 » |
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Although of course we never see their mothers, HOUSE OF THE DEAD has an axiomatic phrase which epitomises the human suffering at the centre of every prison-dossier statistic: "Even HE had a mother" (said over "Filka's" dead body). (A phrase which LJ requoted and expanded in letters to Stosslova during the composition of the opera - explaining to her why the phrase had such meaning for him). I already mentioned "Mila's mother" in OSUD a little earlier on. Oooh, another Tchaikovsky one we forgot... Natalya's mother in THE OPRICHNIK all but steals the show in Act One, with an outrageously over-the-top aria, and her imprecation to Andrei Morozov not to join the Oprichina (the Tsar's Secret Police), "ty umirat' ne nado!" ("No, you should not die!") - which she says about a dozen times. OPRICHNIK is the black sheep of the Tchaikovsky canon, and is rarely played... Tchaikovsky himself is said to have grown to detest the piece. Staying with the Russian repertoire, Parasha's mother in MAVRA (Stravinsky) is another matronly lady we've overlooked. And since we've mentioned Parasha, we can quickly double back on our tracks to include Khivrya in SOROCHINSKY FAIR too Baronesse Rhomboidal in L'ILE DE TULIPATAN is the mother of a son whom she's brought-up as a daughter, to save him from being drafted into the Army (see DISGUISES a few pages back). Now, here are three mothers we've not mentioned so far... all of whom have a rather unhealthy relationship with their sons, to differing degrees?1) who finds out she can't marry the young man she's set upon, as he turns out to be her son (and her lawyer is his father)? 2) who has a knowingly incestuous relationship with her son, to the full knowledge of his mezzo wife... both of whom bear him daughters? (a total of six daughters, the last being the result of his incestuous relationship with the eldest daughter?) 3) who marries her son without realising his identity, and then kills herself once she discovers who he is, and that he unknowingly slew his own father at a crossroads? blimey, that ought to be enough of a clue, surely? (There are multiple operas you might mention with this story - extra points for naming more than one).
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« Reply #430 on: 20:50:02, 11-04-2008 » |
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Now, here are three mothers we've not mentioned so far... all of whom have a rather unhealthy relationship with their sons, to differing degrees?
1) who finds out she can't marry the young man she's set upon, as he turns out to be her son (and her lawyer is his father)?
Marcellina in The Marriage of Figaro!
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« Reply #431 on: 20:53:27, 11-04-2008 » |
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3) who marries her son without realising his identity, and then kills herself once she discovers who he is, and that he unknowingly slew his own father at a crossroads? blimey, that ought to be enough of a clue, surely? (There are multiple operas you might mention with this story - extra points for naming more than one).
Jocasta in: Stravinsky - Oedipus RexEnescu - OedipeWolfgang Rihm's - Oedipus
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« Reply #432 on: 21:23:46, 11-04-2008 » |
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Yes, and yes, IGI Now, would you care to complete the Oedipal triangle with our third mother... making it a sort of, err, pyramid-shape? Here's the incestuous trio together (your player display-line will probably spill the beans anyhow, but I'm not feeling spry enough to burn my own clip and upload it, since the time's past midnight and I'm two glasses of pinot grigio the worse for wear Even so, we still need the lady's name, which doesn't appear in the info supplied with the clip.. http://www.amazon.co.uk/gp/music/clipserve/B0000026GR002004/1/ref=mu_sam_ra002_004
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« Reply #433 on: 21:29:37, 11-04-2008 » |
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Yes, and yes, IGI Now, would you care to complete the Oedipal triangle with our third mother... making it a sort of, err, pyramid-shape? Here's the incestuous trio together (your player display-line will probably spill the beans anyhow, but I'm not feeling spry enough to burn my own clip and upload it, since the time's past midnight and I'm two glasses of pinot grigio the worse for wear Even so, we still need the lady's name, which doesn't appear in the info supplied with the clip.. http://www.amazon.co.uk/gp/music/clipserve/B0000026GR002004/1/ref=mu_sam_ra002_004I did need the display in the Real Player titles (although I'd have worked out it was by Philip Glass) to track down Queen Tye, mother of Akhnaten. I was busy getting caught up in Greek mythology and Zeus' various 'relationships'!
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« Reply #434 on: 21:46:23, 11-04-2008 » |
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Now, here are three mothers we've not mentioned so far... all of whom have a rather unhealthy relationship with their sons, to differing degrees?
1) who finds out she can't marry the young man she's set upon, as he turns out to be her son (and her lawyer is his father)?
Marcellina in The Marriage of Figaro! Oi, we've had Marcellina .... Does Virgil Thompson's The Mother of us All count, as a metaphorical rather than actual mother?
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