Incident at the Met — RESOLVED

I’ve taken down the post I wrote yesterday afternoon regarding my terrible, very bad customer experience at the Met. This has now been resolved. Read on:

Briefly, here’s a non-dramatic summary of the initial incident:

I won the lottery (Full disclosure, I object to the lottery for a number of reasons and miss the rush ticket line, but that’s another post.)

The way the lottery works is you get an email telling you that you won. You click a link from the email and you purchase your one or two $25 tickets up to two hours before the show.

When I pressed proceed to cart, I found someone else’s name, address, phone number, type of card, last four digits of card and order. I couldn’t remove that information and I couldn’t order my tickets.

I was spooked by seeing someone else’s stuff, and frustrated because I couldn’t buy my tickets.

I called Customer Service who could not help to buy the ticket, but advised me to print my “you are a winner” email and go to Continue reading Incident at the Met — RESOLVED

Here’s A Bargain

This is not a review of Blood Diva, but a blatant plug. The ebook is currently on sale for 99 cents. And if you head over to the book site, there are other giveaways, review copies, buy links, etc.  Full disclosure: I have a personal relationship with the author, so I won’t say anything about it, lest I be accused of bias. But here are some links to what others are saying about it on the intertubes:

Persephone Magazine (review AND paperback raffle end tonight)

Opera Candy (They think it’s a must read for all budding Violettas)

Book Muse (Best accompanied by dark chocolate and champagne in a well-lit room)

It’s Happy Homeland Recap Time

Has Homeland become a lot like high school?

Let’s celebrate the 522nd anniversary of the naqba of the Americas by staying in our houses and reading stuff on the internets — like my review of the latest episode of Homeland. You can find it over on Happy Nice Time People, which is like the next best thing to Television Without Pity, now that TWP is no more.

Happy Birthday Persephone!

Just a  brief shout out. Persephone Magazine is sort of like an artsier Jezebel I think. I’m not sure. It’s for younger women, so I probably don’t get the nuances. Anyways, they are having a birthday! What’s great about that is they’re giving away all sorts of swag — books, mugs, etc, and so I’m just putting this out — get over there, crash their party and get your free stuff because it sure beats taking responsibility for your lives. (Also there was a hidden lessen about homonyms in the previous sentence, and if you find it, you win — my respect.)

And no, they just won’t give the things to everybody! The things cost money, but you can enter a raffle and win them and maybe tell all your friends or something. Here is a small sample of the swag:

A unicorn pin (because the ladies womyns like the unicorns)

A mug that will help you UFYH (Look it up. This is could be the best new life hack eveh.)

A scarf just perfect for fall, which is happening whether you want it to or not.

A sexy, vampire novel for people who love La Traviata. And who doesn’t love La Traviata?

Anna on Fire – Lady Macbeth at the Met – Idiots at the Opera

Sure, I know the name of the opera is Macbeth, but last night it might as well have been Lady Macbeth because Anna Netrebko was the show.

Her voice sounded weightier, smokier, harsher at times but no less beautiful than in those bel canto roles she is famous for. Her body too has changed. She might not fit that red dress in Willy Decker’s production of La Traviata so well, but she was super voluptuous – ogle-worthy.

When she sings her first aria, in a neglige on her bed, it was thrilling not only to listen to the sound of her voice, but also to anticipate a wardrobe malfunction as she writhed and wriggled. I caught no accidental boobage, but don’t ask me for details about the libretto, I never took my Continue reading Anna on Fire – Lady Macbeth at the Met – Idiots at the Opera