Dat woice which calls to me
Remember Dragana Jugovic del Monaco? Oh, come on, who could ever forget? Well, she’s back (or was back, anyway, as of 1999) for the following crossover effort with a pop singer who La Cieca supposes must be billed as something like “The Ozzy Osbourne of the Republic of Serbia.”

Saturday afternoon at the chat
As a warmup for the impending Saturday afternoon Met broadcast chats, La Cieca thought the cher public would like to convene tomorrow in the PM to flex their chatting muscles. Which opera to be broadcast on the internet tomorrow should we hear and discuss? View Poll Bonus quiz: identify the commenters depicted in the photograph above, left to right

Tasty hasty pudding
La Cieca is a big enough woman to admit when she is bested, and bested she is… in the Tubedubber department.  Près des remparts de Motown…

The rest is silence
On Monday, a A solo recital by Cheryl Studer sold so few tickets that the organizers of the event didn’t even bother to show up at the venue on the night of the performance. [Tagesspiegel] Here, in happier days.

Star-crossed in Crescent City
Mab about the boy: Matthew Worth, Mercutio at New Orleans Opera. Photo by Balance Photography. La Cieca’s misnomered intime No Expert writes: The New Orleans Opera Association likes to describe New Orleans as “America’s First City of