Rain is hardly a deterrent in Paris. It’s opening night for a new staging of the John Adams warhorse “Nixon in China,” and the imposing stone walls of the Opéra Bastille are framed by a quickly-brewing storm. Under trickling March skies, the house bears an uncanny resemblance to the military stronghold from which it gets […]
Author Archives: ty bouque
ty bouque (they/them) writes about opera: its slippery histories, its sensual bodies, and what to do with genre if the genre might be dead. They sing as one-fourth of the new music quartet Loadbang and can be found making noise with other ensembles around the world. They live in Detroit with an accordion they do not know how to play, but would very much like to.
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How to Measure Love
New music mourns with a strange and violent passion. Each announcement of the death of a major composer sparks a river of public grief that is always torrential at its mouth—floods of tributes, letters, anecdotes, love notes, lessons, all offered in the reification of the dead. In the days that follow, the artist’s work receives […]