love is gypsy, through and through

[_autumntears]

tonight I saw "Carmen" at the Opera Theater, second row and center. my god, it was wonderful. grand operas are fully as melodramatic as their televised counterparts, (hence "soap operas," heh) but while tv programs have only their players' faces to carry flimsy plotlines and twist after twist of fate, operas have the extraordinary music. the arias, the intertwining of the gorgeous mezzosopranos and the basses and the clear, high lyric sopranos...as I was sitting tonight, I wondered how such sound could come from a person. I have lungs too; what internal workings distinguishes their soaring voices from my rough texture?

I don't care. to listen to them is enough, really. I just felt so happy, letting the music surround me.

okay, I'm waxing poetic. it's time for bed.