We hadn’t planned on seeing Willy Decker’s production of La Traviata again. We saw it eleven months ago with Natalie Dessay, Marcello Giordani, and Dmitri Hovorosky. It was our first time at the Met, our first opera, and it turned us into fans, so going back to see the same production with a different cast was a little like checking up, not just an old lover, but your first.

But when we realized Placido Domingo would be singing Germont, and Diana Damrau would be singing Violetta, and we could get $20 rush orchestra seats, we couldn’t resist. Continue reading Idiots at the Opera — La Traviata Redux →