There must be somebody out there left cold by Giacomo Puccini's "La Bohème." But who?
-- Tim Page
*raises hand*
No, seriously, we love Tim Page almost as much as we love our neighbor Puccini, and la Bohème rawks, and it makes coughing up big fat chunks of one's lungs look really stylish (not as much as Traviata does, but you cannot beat Michael Jordan in a slam-dunk mortal kombat can you, so you cannot beat Verdi at tragic-death) and we really dug the Santa Fe Bohème, too.
But sometimes, sometimes, one pines for a work that has not been done like, to consumption as much as Puccini's catarrhal masterpiece has (not to mention, it isn't even Puccini's best work, by far).
Having said that, we're looking forward to next season's Bohème at la Scala, conducted by our dear Duderino, il giovane maestro Gustavo Dudamel. And kudos to signor Page for giving a deserved shoutout to Gian Carlo Menotti's beautiful staging of that opera.
