I am singing opera. Not right now, of course, but every day since two weeks ago Monday and until Saturday night. I am in an all-German performance of "The Flying Dutchman" with the Colorado Opera.
I don't know German.
He Seleut, wach ter kauf! Sounds like swearing, no? ( sadly, actually means Hey you sailors, waken up! If I knew how to say Holy shit, there's no way I can pull this off! in German, I totally would have.)
I'm singing in the maiden chorus, and our only purpose is to bring the 'sailors' (and we use that term loosely because half of them are homosexual choir boys who couldn't tell you ahoy! from a hottie if their lives depended on it) gifts and baskets of foodstuffs - and apparently waken them up as well. This is not exactly my idea of a hot date, especially not bringing foodstuffs AND wearing a Norweigen kerchief, in which I look so sexy.
If anyone would like to see "The Flying Dutchman" it will be presented at the University Center for the Arts on South College Avenue, Feb. 3 and 4 at 7 p.m.
If not, I'll sing for you some other time. But I'm definitely NOT going to be wearing the kerchief, and I think the foodstuffs might be gone by then.
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