Neither Hector Berlioz nor
A.C. Douglas understands that fiorite carry much of the emotional content in early- and mid-19th century Italian opera, in addition to the joyous (and to them objectionable) display of vocal athleticism. No surprise there; Berlioz grew up conversant with an entirely different musical language and followed his own idiosyncratic path as a composer. You'll notice that ACD hasn't quote
d Berlioz's opinion of St. Wolfgang.
(Oh, and I apologize for the long break between Berlioz quotations. I'm reading him at a leisurely pace - he is, um, a little tiring - plus I am simultaneously reading The Way We Live Now (on my phone!) and a popular novel or two. I have plenty of pages dog-eared for posting.)
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