I went to see Carmen at the splendid newly opened Royal Opera House Muscat. It opened a few months ago and I think we were the last people in Muscat to go.
I persuaded hubby to put on bow-tie and dinner jacket as I think nothing suits him better and that is what people wear to operas. Most men won’t be, says he. I disagreed. I’ll look stupid. I disagreed. He wore the DJ and, of course, He was quite right. Most people did wear jacket and tie but I thought he looked great and that’s what matters, isn’t it? The women however really went to town and one of the joys to me of going was to see everyone – Indian, Omanis, Scots – in their national costumes. Students – be warned. Jeans and flip-flops do not count as national costume even if everyone under 25 in your country wears nothing else.
Half the bloggers of Oman seemed to be there. Our chief blogger Andy was in the seat in front of me – Andy from Oman. We had a nice chat and I met his wife who has another baby on the way. Another – a nomad in the land of Nizwa – was in the 15 rial seats and couldn’t see properly which really is rather poor for a modern opera house. Andy and I could both see brilliantly. The auditorium is not that big so the singers seemed very close.
The show was incredibly long – four hours. A friend of mine said, “Well, that’s four hours of my life I’ll never see again.’ I enjoyed it thoroughly but … For me one of the problems with opera is by the time the singers have developed a strong enough voice, they are at an age where in another career they would be senior managers. The young and passionate Don Jose seemed like a middle-aged banker who enjoyed liquid lunches and even Carmen looked as if she would make a damn good Head of Sales. I could admire their technique but could never suspend belief and really involved myself in the unfolding drama.
This wasn’t helped by playing with the totally wonderful electronic displays that my husband set to French. I kept involving myself in the translation and bemoaning I didn’t work harder at school.
Frivolity aside. it really was a magnificent performance. The scenery was breath-taking. The production powerful and I have never seen such a spontaneous, heart-felt standing ovation.
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