On the meridian of time, there is no injustice: there is only the poetry of motion creating the illusion of truth and drama.
ToC, H. Miller

Wednesday, June 11, 2008

L’amour est enfant de Bohême

From the moment I got home tonight, late though that might be, I've been lost in a world of Maria Callo and Montserrat Cabelle. And of course, everyone gets to share in my love of a beautiful classically trained voice.


(You may want to skip to the 2:15 mark if you just want to listen to Habanera... but if you do, SHAME on you!) Lyrics/Translation


And yes, ladies and gentlemen - that's 2 minutes and 30 seconds of applause at the end. I love how she stops them dead with the palm of her hand.)
Lyrics/Translation

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