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Swan Lake

I wasn't sure if I'd be able to see Swan Lake tonight, but cthulhia and I managed it.

The "cheap" tickets were $38, which I figured would be in the upper balcony, as high up and far away from the stage as possible. But, if we could get seats somewhere in the middle, it would be worth it. No, it turns out the $38 seats are in the orchestra section, but way off to the side where the sightlines were likely to be dismal. I'd rather be farther and see everything than closer and miss half the action. I was starting to have doubts about spending $38 on such lousy seats.

But then I noticed that there is a student rush 2 hours before showtime, and I am technically a card-carrying NEC student for this term. Alas, though, cthulhia is not a student and the fine print specified "students under 30." <sigh> But, we decided to try our luck anyway.

And I'm glad we did. The guy at the ticket window made practically no attempt to verify my age or her status as a student. We both got tickets at the $15 price.

And what seats they were! Sixth row of the balcony and in the middle. I believe those were $81 seats we sat in! The only drawbacks were the two anorexic adolescent girls who sat behind us talking and texting through the show.

The ballet was decent. I thought some of the dancing wasn't quite in sync with the music, but some of the dancing was quite impressive as well. The choreography was based on Petipa's original, and I can both praise it for being classic and criticize it for being stodgy and old-fashioned. There was some really solid dancing throughout, especially a couple of the male dancers and the woman (playing Odille) who did about a zillion consecutive spins in Act III.

I was disappointed by the finale, though. When I saw the Bolshoi do Swan Lake in San Diego (about 10-15 years ago, the only other time I've been to a professional ballet production), Siegfried and Odette died center stage with nuanced choreography that combined synergistically with the music to move me to tears. In this production they simply jumped into the lake from a parapet, a la Tosca's death, and then were seen behind the scrim in a warm yellow light representing their eternal life in the ever-after. This was too cute an ending and lacked the pathos I have come to love and expect from Tchaikovsky and other Russians.

Overall, though, it was a pleasant evening and a fantastic bargain for what we paid!

Comments

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(Anonymous)
May. 21st, 2004 06:42 am (UTC)
boring
cthulhia
May. 21st, 2004 07:03 am (UTC)
it's one of those girls!
texting!
wow, they figured out your lj name just from looking at you?
I underestimated them... by orders of magnitude...
spwebdesign
May. 21st, 2004 08:30 am (UTC)
Re: it's one of those girls!
Same person left the same remark to Dean's comment in my opera workshop post. I would have deleted this one had you not commented, but your comment is worth preserving.
grioghair
May. 23rd, 2004 11:39 am (UTC)
Boring almost rhymes with moron - how fitting!
cthulhia
May. 21st, 2004 07:05 am (UTC)
that girl can spin
and spin
and spin
and spin
and spin
and spin
and spin
and spin
and spin
and spin
and spin...
grioghair
May. 23rd, 2004 11:33 am (UTC)
I have to admit to being a snob about classics until a few years back...I used to listen to classical music, but you could never have dragged me into a ballet. That all changed when my wife took me to see The Nutcracker Suite. However, even my wife remarked on it being an American production, and she would have liked to have seen a production played by the London Philharmonic Orchestra. A while later she took me to see Nadja Salerno-Sonnenberg - a great occasion.

I have listened to Grieg and Beethoven - and even read the lifestory of Ludwig van...a very interesting life...and my favourite composer by far.
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