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Pilgrim Soul
Join Date: May 2004
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Ilya departs...
The second day had started with the singers being astounded by the revelation of the Phantom's true identity. Well three of them had to pretend to be astounded and the rest perhaps should not have been so astounded given that the opera ghost had taken a Ronseal approach to his disguise.
The singers' confidence had been knocked by the loss of two of their number the previous night and while they didn't know if htey could trust the Phantom knew that the three critics and their accomplice were still among them. This made them cautious in their voting and a third of them abstained or missed the deadline. This time their vote was overwhelming. Ilya , though she had sung more than other possibilities had been accused of mimicry, of offering too little of her own interpretation – she had to be a Critic not a true executant musician. She must go. Her farewell aria gave a clue to her distraction – she had fallen under the spell of the Opera Ghost and now that she was to be parted from him by distance as well as the boundaries of life and death, the girl from the Vales of Anduin sang of her sorrow in a voice that indicated so clearly that she was a true artiste and no critic: De cet affreux combat je sors l'âme brisée ! Mais enfin je suis libre et je pourrai du moins Soupirer sans contrainte et souffrir sans témoins. Pleurez ! pleurez mes yeux ! tombez triste rosée Qu'un rayon de soleil ne doit jamais tarir ! S'il me reste un espoir, c'est de bientôt mourir ! Pleurez mes yeux, pleurez toutes mes larmes ! pleurez mes yeux ! Mais qui donc a voulu l'éternité des pleurs ? O chers ensevelis, trouvez-vous tant de charmes à léguer aux vivants d'implacables douleurs ? Hélas ! je me souviens... il me disait : Avec ton doux sourire... Tu ne saurais jamais conduire Qu'aux chemins glorieux ou qu'aux sentiers bénis ! Ah ! Fantôme ! Hélas ! Pleurez! pleurez mes yeux ! tombez triste rosée Qu'un rayon de soleil ne doit jamais tarir ! Pleurez mes yeux ! Ah ! pleurez toutes vos larmes ! pleurez mes yeux ! Great voice and interpretation though a tad slow perhaps With orchestra but think sounds better with a mezzo Unpolished but wow what a voice Night 3 -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Remaining Sally, soprano Lariren , soprano, Ithilien Feanor of the Peredhil, Belfalas (mezzo-)soprano Brinniel, mezzo-soprano, Harad Kath contralto Aganzir, Minas Tirith contralto Gwathagor (Gwathagorio), lyric tenor/spinto Sindar of Eriador Shastanis Althreduin (tenor leggierio / lyric tenor) Strongbow, Bowissimo of Lossarnach Macalaure (Barney Broadbottle), a Bree-lander from Staddle, Baritone Gollum the Great - bass-baritone TGWBS - bass, woodwose, Boromir 88 basso profundo, Rohan Cailineomer, trouser role, Forodwaith You're not singing anymore: Meneltarmacil - baritone err Nazgul from Minal Morgul ORDO Nogrod - lyric tenor in the end, Old Forest ORDO Ilya, mezzo-soprano, vales of Anduin. ORDO You're not voting anymore. The Phantom (Opera Ghost)
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