Here's one that takes the cake:
I sang with the Philadelphia Singers Chorale for performances of the Rossini
"Stabat Mater" with the Philadelphia Orchestra, Riccardo Muti's last
performances there as Music Director. The night before our first rehearsal
with him, I had a dream in which I was playing in the first-row violins with
him conducting. No, I don't play the violin, and I *couldn't* play in the
dream. Moreover, I was playing a plastic TOY violin. Seriously weird....
(Incidentally, the concerts all went well, and it was a wonderful,
fulfilling experience.)
Elizabeth Finkler
Sunnyvale, California
mightymezzo@h...
http://home.earthlink.net/~mightymezzo
"Sing for your supper, and you'll have breakfast. Songbirds always eat.
(If their song is sweet to hear.)" --Lorenz Hart, "The Boys from Syracuse"
>From: promero@w...
>From: promero@w...
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>Last night I had a weird dream. I was in what seemed to be a
>production of Le Nozze di Figaro -- my favorite opera (and my eternal
>disappointment, considering the only role I could ever sing there
>would be Don Basilio, and that's reserved for the older tenors), but
>the interesting bit...
> I was Susanna. I remember hearing my voice as that of a Soprano's,
>and singing Susanna's "Deh Vieni"--- in German. Hehe. The interesting
>part was that I remember undestanding everything, and knowing what I
>was saying, especially one part where I remember thinking "and I
>shall crown thy brow with kisses"...it was just weird, considering
>the only languages I speak fluently are English, French and
>Spanish... German's always been the thorn in my side---or tongue. I
>remember that, and a delightful feeling of having achieved a good
>artistic interpretation of the aria. Weird.
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