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Vivaldi por Alessandrini e Mingardo

Prossegue a edição em CD da integral da obra de Vivaldi, pela Naïve, e que desta vez contempla o “Gloria”, RV588 e o “Gloria”, RV589.
A interpretação está a cargo do Concerto Italiano e do contralto Sara Mingardo, sob a regência de Rinaldo Alessandrini.

A excelente qualidade interpretativa a que Alessandrini nos habituou, encontra-se patente neste lançamento, que se inicia com o extraordinário "Ostro picta armata spina", RV642 - servindo de introdução ao "Gloria", RV589.

A inexistência de pausa entre o "Ostro picta" e o "Gloria" mergulha-nos imediatamente num magnífico momento teatral e festivo, que conduz a um "Et in terra pax" em compasso rápido e que, embora sem os violinos dolentes a que algumas gravações nos habituaram, nos brinda à mesma com um momento de solene reflexão.

O temperamento dos cantores e instrumentistas, juntamente com o coro, é notável, cativando a atenção em todos os momentos.

Será necessário salientar que esta é uma boa oportunidade para voltar a escutar o contralto Sara Mingardo que, dotada de uma voz redonda, realiza um exemplar trabalho de coloratura.

Música do Dia

Wilde, 2

Now when the darkness came over the earth Joseph of Arimathea, having lighted a torch of pinewood, passed down from the hill into the valley. For he had business in his own home.

And kneeling on the flint stones of the Valley of Desolation he saw a young man who was naked and weeping. His hair was the colour of honey, and his body was as a white flower, but he had wounded his body with thorns and on his hair had he set ashes as a crown.

And he who had great possessions said to the young man who was naked and weeping, 'I do not wonder that your sorrow is so great, for surely He was a just man.'

And the young man answered, 'It is not for Him that I am weeping, but for myself. I too have changed water into wine, and I have healed the leper and given sight to the blind. I have walked upon the waters, and from the dwellers in the tombs I have cast out devils. I have fed the hungry in the desert where there was no food, and I have raised the dead from their narrow houses, and at my bidding, and before a great multitude, of people, a barren fig- tree withered away. All things that this man has done I have done also. And yet they have not crucified me.'

WILDE, O. - The Master

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Obrigatório

Sim... deitei-me mais tarde só para fazer questão de referir a obrigatoriedade de ver este filme. E mais não digo.

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Sabor do Dia

Reunião com H. e L. no Campo Pequeno, com café, cerveja e gelado - pelos tempos idos e pelos tempos que virão.

Frase da semana

I long for the day when Myspace, Facebook and Twitter merge, creating a blasting new social network, called MyTwitFace.

por Honorata*

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Em degustação

Wilde

When Narcissus died, the pool of his pleasure changed from a cup of sweet waters into a cup of salt tears, and the Oreads came weeping through the woodland that they might sing to the pool and give it comfort.

And when they saw that the pool had changed from a cup of sweet waters into a cup of salt tears, they loosened the green tresses of their hair and cried to the pool and said, 'We do not wonder that you should mourn in this manner for Narcissus, so beautiful was he.'

'But was Narcissus beautiful?' said the pool.

'Who should know that better than you?' answered the Oreads. 'Us did he ever pass by, but you he sought for, and would lie on your banks and look down at you, and in the mirror of your waters he would mirror his own beauty.'

And the pool answered, 'But I loved Narcissus because, as he lay on my banks and looked down at me, in the mirror of his eyes I saw ever my own beauty mirrored.'

WILDE, O. - The Disciple