Tuesday, August 28, 2012

The Fairy Queen




The highlight of my weekend was seeing Henry Purcell's Fairy Queen at Glyndebourne. No matter that, for the third year running, it was pouring with rain. I had not seen it before and hadn't actually realised that it is half a play, adapted from A Midsummer Night's Dream, and half opera. The director, Jonathan Kent, did a wonderfully witty job with a huge variety of costumes, ranging from Bottom, Snug etc's modern workmen's overalls, a large chorus of Playboy-esque bunny rabbits, the Duke in his eighteenth century wig, the seasons in exotic attire and of course the glittering Titania. My favourite was gay summer who wore a vermillion long dress, had long blond hair and carried a parasol: it was only the voice which betrayed him as a man. Absolutely brilliant!

9 Comments:

Anonymous Portinari said...

Hello little WW. Living as we do with Glyndebourne on our doorstep we will soon be reduced to penury. But what a way to go. It gets better and better. The best so far for my money (in this instance NONE!) was the final dress rehearsal of Die Meistersinger. Madame Portinari and I were given best centre Dress Circle seats. I am told that this production is coming out in CD shortly. Rush for it. And next time you come - drop in and you can put on your Balenciaga in our humble cott.

4:27 pm  
Blogger Whispering Walls said...

Greetings Portinari and Mme Portinari! I was sorry not to see you in Lewes this year but R&C were on hols. So glad you've enjoyed Glyndebourne this year - perks up one's spirits! Hope to see you both before long. Will you be visiting your cousin in the Lake District?

7:36 am  
Anonymous Portinari said...

My TWO cousins. Both 'girls'live there now. I'll have to make an effort soon.

9:44 am  
Anonymous kinglear said...

sadly, the last time I was there it was raining so heavily we got wet getting into the venue, wet carting the food about, wet because someone forgot something not me but it was me who got wet), wet carting it all back - and wet pushing the car.
Other than that it was fine....

6:45 am  
Blogger Whispering Walls said...

I sympathise, KL

7:13 am  
Anonymous Portinari said...

But it is the rain wot gives our girls their glorious complexions. Have a look at so many of our trans Atlantic 'cousins'. They cower under central heating and air conditioning instead of bracing walks (and picnics) in the rain. Nothing like an Irish summer for healthy living.

10:30 am  
Anonymous kinglear said...

That's true Mr.P. And the Guiness keeps you regular...

6:46 am  
Anonymous kinglear said...

PS there's an article about Irish seaweed and the complexion...
http://elderjuice.com/irish-seaweeds-magical-secrets/1171

6:48 am  
Anonymous Portinari said...

We have a friend near Castle Portinari who is a seaweed fanatic. She collects it in West Cork and recently gave us some to put in the bath. An absolute knockout. I'll find out the type and advise when. It is the real McCoy and very true. Needs a very hot bath.

4:25 pm  

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