I was going to direct you to www.deccaclassics.com/mission for an explanation, but it appears the Powers of Evil have bust the link.
More hair here.
Whatever La Bartoli is singing, Diego Fasolis and I Barocchisti will be the cat's miaou, and no doubt about it; they are the complete opposite of Alan Curtis and Il Complesso Barroco's lacklustre renderings and can be heard to great advantage in the recording of Vivaldi's Farnace with Cencic.
17 July 2012 at 04:19 PM
that picture is freaky!
17 July 2012 at 04:47 PM
And here I was thinking that the sacrificium photoshopping was somewhat disturbing...
17 July 2012 at 10:52 PM
that picture is sexy..... wrong on so many levels..
18 July 2012 at 12:04 AM
So, when this "show-of-the-CD" rolls into the Barbican come Christmas, can we expect her head to revolve through 360° and the front (cheap) Stalls to be liberally sprayed with pea-green vomit (as opposed to the usual gibbering, asthmatic coloratura)? Will she do a crab arch and walk up the podium's steps thusly? Will she levitate? Will she have some suggestions as to what yo' momma might be doing in the, er, lower regions?
Ah, it's not classical music as we know it, Gladys...
18 July 2012 at 04:16 AM
P.S. Have you noticed the uncanny resemblance to the young Donald Pleasance?
Spooky, as Dame Edna would say.....
18 July 2012 at 04:19 AM
How cheap is that?
18 July 2012 at 08:08 PM
Bad taste. She should ask Renee for some advice.
Rose-Mary Hyslop |
20 July 2012 at 09:26 AM
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