Friday, August 28, 2009

a cenar teco m'invitasti e son venuto!




During the summer of 2008, I took Paul Glover to see Mozart's Le Nozze di Figaro at the Santa Fe Opera. It was his first opera, and one of my favorite performances yet. Afterwards we were both elated with the production, the atmosphere and each other. We walked out and saw a poster advertising the 2009 season. Don Giovanni. Still on a Mozart high, we giggled with excitement at the possibility of attending that performance in a years time.
The summer of 2009 came, and we found ourselves broke and lazy. "When are we going to get up to Santa Fe?" was a sentence we muttered every now and then, both of us trying to ignore our lack of finances.

Well, two nights ago I decided to just buy us standing room tickets. I've done standing room at a few opera houses, and it truly never bothered me. Plus, why shell out more than 300 dollars for seats when we could pay 14 dollars each?

True to our gracelessness, Paul and I were running late. Salmon and goat cheese in tow, we snacked away on our would-be tailgate dinner as I sped to make the performance. True to form, we made it with very little time to spare.

My pockets began to swell. Since the performace was not sold out, they ushered the standing room section to the seated rows. We were able to sit in the middle of the opera house, a few rows behind the orchestra. Seats worth hundreds of dollars were ours for fourteen. Honey, that's a night at the pictures. Bowling. A particularly indulgent trip to noodle neighborhood.

The Santa Fe Opera has the most elegant, unique, downright beautiful set design I have ever seen. I enjoy red velvet and monstrous chandeliers, of course. But this open air opera, with the overture timed with the sunset, just makes my heart melt.

For years I have daydreamed about set designs for my favorite operas. I've made illustrations, written descriptions and even constructed a pop-up book due to this desire. It's an artform I try to involve my non-musical self in anyway possible. Well, the famous Commendatore finale of Don Giovanni completely overwhelmed my most creative dreams. It was not Party City tacky like some I've seen, it was not ultra modern to the point of obnoxious, it was nothing but perfect. White lighting against a red brick set, illuminated ghostly cabinets, golden statues of hands and lifeless marionettes. The Commendatore himself was brilliant in white with a blood splattered uniform. Trap doors made his apparitions even more haunting, as he stalked the set demanding either Don Giovanni's apology or his soul. The demonic chorus appeared subtlely with candles in tow.
It was breathtaking, beautiful and terrifying. I didn't know whether to scream, cry or squel with delight.
So I did all three behind my clasped palm.

Since I obviously can't share photos of that fantastic performance, here are some of us looking cute.


Best boyfriends yet.





Dapper and ill, literally.


Wednesday, August 19, 2009

Sunday, August 16, 2009

christian fear and socialism




Okay, so this is the Conservative's answer to Shepard Fairey. Sure. Putting aside any confusing racial message, I must ask: Did this designer even see The Dark Knight? Anarchism and Socialism aren't related in anyway possible. As The Dark Knight's #1 fan, I am both confused, offended and nevertheless amused.
When Betty and I drove by a gas station and saw this posted, I demanded she pull over so I could rip it down. I mean. Do NOT use MY favorite movie of all time to push your wacky agenda. On that note, this immense amount of anger coming from the Right astounds me. I mean what would their #1 say? Let's take a look:

The Pharisees went off and made a plan to trap Jesus with questions. Then they sent to him some of their disciples and some members of Herod's party. "Teacher," they said, "We know that you tell the truth. You teach the truth about God's will for man, without worrying about what people think, because you pay no attention to a man's status. Tell us, then, what do you think? Is it against our Law to pay taxes to the Roman Emperor, or not?"

Jesus, however, was aware of their evil plan, and so he said, "You hypocrites! Why are you trying to trap me? Show me the coin for paying the tax!"

They brought him the coin, and he asked them, "Whose face and name are these?"
"The Emperor's," they answered.

So Jesus said to them, "Well, then, pay to the Emperor what belongs to the Emperor, and pay to God what belongs to God."

When they heard this, they were amazed; and they left him and went away.

-Matthew 22:15-22

UNIVERSAL HEALTH CARE.
Have any of these frantic, so-called "Christian" conservatives that are tearing apart town meanings in fits of anger actually read the Gospels?
I have. And I consider myself agnostic, eternally curious, but agnostic. Nevertheless, I maintain that reading the Bible is one of the most socially responsible (and downright fascinating) acts of learning that one can participate in.
I think it's imperative to share these things written in the Bible, because they are illuminating and they present a liability to the side which claims to wield the Holy Truth.
While it's rather pointless to assume these radicals could even define "socialism", I must exclaim:

THE MOST BASIC TENANT OF CHRISTIANITY IS SOCIALISM. COMMUNISM. LOVE.
Label it what you will, the sharing of resources in order to assist the most needy is what. Jesus. fucking. said.

Being selfless and helping the needy comes at a fucking price. In this case: taxes. I wish every "Christian" in this country would take some time to reflect on the LOVE THY NEIGHBOR message and truly ask themselves the question they don't hesitate to plaster their car bumpers with: WWJD?
It definitely would NOT be allowing THIS to continue.

"Jesus looked straight at him with love and said, "You need only one thing. Go and sell all you have and give the money to the poor, and you will have all the riches in heaven; then come and follow me." When the man heard this, gloom spread over his face, and he went away sad, because he was very rich.
Jesus looked around his disciples and said to them, How hard it will be for rich people to enter the Kingdom of God!"

The disciples were shocked at these words, but Jesus went on to say, "My children, how hard is is to enter the Kingdom of God! It is much harder for a rich person to enter the Kingdom of God than for a camel to go through the eye of a needle."
-Mark 10:17-23

It's easy to call yourself a Christian.It is much harder to actually live what you preach, and share what you take for granted.
READ THE FUCKING BIBLE. If not because you're responsible, do it at least to call people on their bullshit.