Dame Joan Sutherland: Home, Sweet Home (Bishop)
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- Опубликовано: 16 окт 2024
- Dame Joan Sutherland's emotional last song during her farewell appearance at the Royal Opera House, Covent Garden, in 1990, during a performance of Strauss' "Die Fledermaus."
Dame Joan described this night in her autobiography stating that she was originally scheduled to sing Rosalinde in the production, but bowed out as she doubted her ability to cope with the staging and her ability to sing the role very well by that time. She was touched by the audiences' reaction to her "despite the fact that I hardly sang at all and it was in my old quaky voice". The way I see it, Dame Joan was truly the greatest soprano in the world until 1989 where she sang her her final Normas...the most demanding role in the repertoire...very well. By 1990, she started to run out of steam. She cut back her schedule dramatically, singing only one recital in August, one run of Les Huguenots in September and October and her final appearance on New Years Eve shown here. In her final speech she said " The old voice is starting to wind down.....I want to leave you while you still have a somewhat pleasant memory of me instead of saying why doesn't the old girl just stop!".
This brings tears to my eyes...I started to love opera listening to Joan Sutherland, nobody else in my family would listen to opera. I have nothing else to say, this was years ago but I still feel the loss again
My fascination with opera also began because of her... The rest of my family doesn't listen to opera. The first opera I heard was a CD on which she and Bergonzi sang La Traviata some 20+ years ago...
me too!
I too am alone in my opera love.
Brava brava La Stupenda!.
Marilyn Horne’s expression says it all. Love, longing, respect.
A true lady. Down to earth wnd humble. One of a kind and still beloved by her fans 10 years after her passing
Look at Horne,with her sad expression,and Pavarotti, savouring every note!
What makes me sad is that we now only have Ms. Horne with us......and even though she no longer performs she is still active as a teacher.
Look at Marilyn Horne as well - her expression says it for all of us - beautiful.
Najbolji sopran svijeta, visoko Gore neka je avđeli uzmu i zajedno slave u glazbi sa kojom je živjela. RIP.
La Stupenda for ever ! She is singing for the Lord now !
My Uncle taught me this song before 10. He returns in my tears whenever I hear this song. Filled with happiness. NOW Sutherland returned home,bring with her me sweet remormies. I am now so near the bar, Home Sweet Home will have a new member soon.
I am simply so captivated and so overwhelmed by this truly emotional last Covent Garden heart-felt farewell performance by our legendary Grande Diva and her singing of this renowned song - so so beautifully sung , and yes indeed Thankyou Dame Joan and Richard .
The first time I heard Dame Joan's singing was as a teenager listening to a broadcast of Beatrice di Tenda on WFMT in Chicago. I immediately knew that I had never heard such a beautiful voice. She has remained my favorite since those days in the 60's.
Home, home sweet home, and all that home means or ever shall mean...Joan takes us there and holds us there enraptured by her simple, yet eloquent performance.
RIP Dame Joan...this is what God given talent is and was.
So adored this Lady..Stupinda,c'ant even capture her natural brilliance,my wush was a duel with Monserrt Cabille,seemed to be their voices from heaven & their so respected easy going nature,planted with feet on the ground...Joan was & is loved..a real lady diva,no nonsence...so miss her as many the world over..Australia be so proud,her like never to grace us all again..and hence her repoitore...Magnifica!!,from a fan of 50yrs...She broke the mold & Maria Callas agreed early on...and handed Joan the baton!...thus purity if natural brilliance,candidly always has me it tears of huge voice musical respect ,admiration and loss..to the people of great Australia, your magnificant Sydney Opera House Joan's No place like home! God bless Joan & Australia! Warm respect.John Co Tipperary Ireland.
I was a 'Friend' of Covent Garden at the time of her farewell performance and I had two tickets in the orchestra stalls. Unfortunately, an important client needed my attention in Riyadh, so I had to cancel. I gave my tickets to my sister and a family friend. They said that it was one of the most memorable occasions of their lives. They still owe me!
rest in peace lovely lady , we will not forget the sound of your voice
Oh! How You are Missed! And I am to young to ever have heard you in the Opera House or in Recital. Much Love and R.I.P.+ Dear Dame Joan.
Still la Stupenda. Always.
This is just fabulous
The best at anything are always gracious and humble. She was without question the best soprano of the last century. Ruthann Swensen owns that title for this century. I could listen to Joan all day every day. I never met her in person but she comes through as deeply human and epitomizes class and grace with the voice touched by the Divine. She used it as a gift to the world. Thank you DJS! We miss you very much.
Mid pleasures and palaces though we may roam
Be it ever so humble, there's no place like home
A charm from the sky seems to hallow us there
Which, seek through the world, is ne'er met with elsewhere
Home, home, sweet, sweet home
There's no place like home, oh, there's no place like home
An exile from home, splendour dazzles in vain
Oh, give me my lowly thatched cottage again
The birds singing gayly, that come at my call
Give me them and the peace of mind, dearer than all
Home, home, sweet, sweet home
There's no place like home, oh, there's no place like home
I gaze on the moon as I tread the drear wild
And feel that my mother now thinks of her child
As she looks on that moon from our own cottage door
Thro' the woodbine, whose fragrance shall cheer me no more
Home, home, sweet, sweet home
There's no place like home, oh, there's no place like home
How sweet 'tis to sit 'neath a fond father's smile
And the caress of a mother to soothe and beguile
Let others delight mid new pleasures to roam
But give me, oh, give me, the pleasures of home
Home, home, sweet, sweet home
There's no place like home, oh, there's no place like home
To thee I'll return, overburdened with care
The heart's dearest solace will smile on me there
No more from that cottage again will I roam
Be it ever so humble, there's no place like home
Home, home, sweet, sweet, home
There's no place like home, oh, there's no place like home
Divine.
A voice of a angel
Better still, the voice of a great lady and a peerless singer...Surely the world will never see her like again...
sublime. No hay palabras suficientes para describir tanto arte, tanta maravilla.
4:29 Does anyone know who the people are standing in the balcony?
This is the first time I've gotten to see her farewell to Covent Garden. "There's no place like home..." What a simple and wonderful way to end an extraordinary career.
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Her very last time singing in public i think
It was
a proud european aussie with penrith connections...it doesnt get better than that....😊😊❤❤