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Friday and Saturday were given over to love (some may call it lust and the pleasures of the flesh.)  Sunday was given over to good weather, a long bike ride, opera, and smoking a pipe. The most innocent of these is smoking a pipe.  I first smoked a pipe when I was thirteen or fourteen–I cannot recall which.  We sat behind the shed and puffed the pleasures of tobacco.  I transgressed to cigarettes and cigars, and strong spirits, including brandy and cognac.  (more…)

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On the mines of South Africa, a long time ago, Easter was a special occasion.  It was the end of summer and the beginning of autumn; it was a long weekend when even the miners did not work; it was a family time;  and we went to Church to pray for lives lost and redeemed.  For through the year, there were always deaths and distress.  After Lent, this seemed an appropriate time to reminisce.  (more…)

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Yesterday I went into the night, and experienced a new palette of pleasure.  Today I watched two operas: Maria Stuarda (seen often before) and   La Battaglia Di Legnano (not hitherto seen).  In a pale light and luke-warmth, I rode my bicycle through sun-dappled trees.  Now it is brandy, opera, and blogging. (more…)

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Here is a picture of a child’s play ground in Iowa.  Better we revel in the games of children than contemplate the outcome of these games: tribes, battle, war, death & devastation, or at the least indulgence in opera & brandy.  Here are some thoughts from today on these topics, blogged lest the demons of Hades torment our sleep. (more…)

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The early operas told the tales of the gods and heroes: Jove, Juno, Apollo, Aeneas, and the whole pantheon of Greeks and Romans who made the world what it was then and, in so many ways, still is today.  Then opera emerged from the Church music of Italy and we hear references to God, and all his glory.  (more…)

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 Before the Las Vegas spectacular musical there was opera-dance.  Las Vegas musicals including those many by Cirque du Soleil thrill us by the music, the acrobatics, the physical prowess of the performers, and the sheer spectacle of color and movement to music.  Whether it is the music of the Beatles,  of Elvis Presley, or some other pastiche of composers famous and unknown, I have enjoyed all the Las Vegas spectacles that I have seen.  But one has to go there to see them.  True that over Christmas I was able to take the grandkids to a movie house in Huntington Beach to see the movie of Cirque du Soleil and we all loved it. (more…)

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From Lucretius and De Rerum Natura:

More often, on the contrary, it is religion breeds

Wickedness and that has given rise to wrongful deeds,

As when the leaders of the Greeks, those peerless peers, defiled

The Virgin altar with the blood of Agamemnon’s child. (more…)

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Last Saturday we saw La Boheme by Puccini.  Thanks as always to Goldcorp for sponsoring so great an event.  Mining profit bring benefits.  And great opera is one of them.  This production by Vancouver Opera was superb.  I have seen the opera many times and cried and yawned to various productions.  This production was, I repeat, superb: beautiful; lyrical; well-produced; well-sung; enough to make you weep with the lovers who were real, in-love, and tragically human in their inconstancy and death. (more…)

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Before Il Barbiere di Siviglia by Rossini, there was an opera of the same name by Giovanni Paisiello.  The Rossini opera is the more famous and we have seen it often live and on DVD.  Tonight, we watched, on DVD, the Paisiello version. (more…)

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Today, on the bridge across Capilano River just before it enters the  ocean, I watched First Nations People catch fish.  They had arranged the rocks in the river to direct the fish to shallows.   The fish were trapped.  They could not swim past the rock barriers.  The Indians, clad in cheap clothes and rubber waders, plodded into the rock-traps and with nets captured the fish that thrashed in death-agony.  The fish were thrown onto rocks, bludgeoned, and cut open to be laid out in rows to dry. (more…)

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