opera.
Opera – don’tcha hate it?
Yes, I do hate opera.
I hate having to organize my life six months in advance.
I hate having to enclose stamped addressed envelopes.
I hate everyone in the audience who knows less than me (they’re fools).
I hate everyone in the audience who knows more than me (they’re pretentious).
I hate everyone in front of me in the coffee queue.
I hate Callas bores, Jessye Norman groupies, and everyone who insists that the good recordings are those which are so old that the music is inaudible.
I hate all singers who are rivals to my own favourites.
I hate critics who disagree with me (they’re wrong).
I hate opinionated people …
I hate people who insist that operas I don’t know are neglected masterpieces.
I hate people who don’t realize that Der ferne Klang is a masterpiece …
I hat Alden and Fielding …
I hate boring, old fashioned productions.
I hate people who write stupid letters to Opera.
I think of myself as a typical opera lover.
Toller, O., Opera –don’tcha hate it?’, Opera, June 1990: 649.
3 Kommentare:
Gut, dass ich kein Operngänger bin, sonst wäre ich bestimmt ein fool. Ich hábs jetzt mal zu meinen Gunsten so verstanden, dasss nur die Menschen gemeint sind die da regelmässig hingehen - mal abgesehen von der Kaffeeschlange.
der ist sicherlich etwas eingebildet.
Ja klar, aber man fühlt sich einfach immer angesprochen.
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