Fidelio
Cadogan Hall
Vita Nuova
Royal Festival Hall
Birtwistle and Benjamin
Linbury Studio
Fidelio is an opera which, in my recent experience, almost always overwhelms me in a concert performance and almost always leaves me embarrassed or indignant when staged. Embarrassed, because the transvestite necessities of the heroine would almost never convince anyone, as Cherubino or Octavian can, or Handel’s galaxy of emperors sung by mezzos.
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