Rattling My Jewelery At The Opera.
Mood:  happy
Now Playing: The Passenger-Iggy Pop
Topic: My Bank Holiday


Evening,

I've just spent a lovely evening at the opera. Madama Butterfly at The Kings since you ask. I think it was Quentin Crisp who once remarked that the audiences for ballet were made up of broken hearted women. My quick scan of the audience tonight would suggest that the same is true of opera. There wasn't a dry eye in the house by the time the curtain fell.

Tonight is only the second time I've attended an opera but based on the two I have attended the audience don't seem to be as posh as I had been led to understand. In fact the large group of whooping and foot stamping ladies behind me would be more accurately described as dog rough. This would also explain why no-one told them to shut up when they laughed at random moments. It was bizarre, at moments when nothing remotely funny was happening they would start doing this put on hoo hoo hoo laugh. I had a sneaky look at them at half time and they didn't appear to be 'special'. It's a puzzle.

I was particularly pleased by the presence of live fish on the stage. The last opera I attended had a live horse. Can any opera buffs advise me if this is normal? Do all operas feature live animals? If so,are there any with live guinea pigs I could take wee Belle to?


Anyway after all that beauty I'm back to boring, old reality and work tomorrow.


Cheerio