About the Blogger
Since I grew up among artists and performers in New York and New Mexico, I am, as a critic, the black sheep of my family. Had I known what I was going to be when I grew up, I might not have majored in Classical Civilization at Yale; but I did cut my teeth on the violin and recorder (both instruments are still recovering), sang very loudly if with little finesse in choruses throughout my childhood, and terrorized a whole sequence of voice teachers when I belatedly started studying opera at the age of 24, figuring that, since I was already living in Europe surrounded by singers at that point, I might as well go with the flow. Fortunately I never quit my day job. I love Verdi with an unreasoning passion but also feel strongly about Schubert, Mahler, Barber’s “Knoxville: Summer of 1915” and an awful lot of Steve Reich. While listening to recordings, I like to spin yarn. On a spinning wheel. Seriously.
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