TOR featuring guest Michael Bisantz

Jan 15, 2012 by admin

Hello and welcome back to the Texapolitan Opera Roadshow!

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THIS WEEKS EPISODE – Mo. Andrew Bisantz

A happy new year to you all as we jump back into the podastiverse and get ready for a whole new year of exciting guests in 2012, provided we escape the mayan apocalypse… To kick off the new year, I thought I would do it right and choose a guest that really exemplifies what this show is about~ Mo. Andrew Bisantz is in demand all across the country, from Florida Grand, to Wolf Trap, Gilmmerglass to Boston, and most recently, in his capacity as Music Director at Eugene Opera, where   he conducted our production of Carmen.  That Andrew is an incredible conductor goes without saying to anyone who’s had the pleasure of working under his baton…. pause for Andrew’s inevitable insertion… and again…. ~ but what makes Andrew so much fun to work with, aside from his absolutely wicked sense of humor,  is his ability to create an instant rapport with anyone he meets, and his ability to talk about opera with passion and zeal…but without sounding as if he just stepped off the elevator at the ivory tower.

When you’re banging around the internet this week, make sure and stop by the iTunes store, subscribe to the show, and give me a review~ you can also leave comments on each episode at texapolitanopera.com, and find the show on Facebook, or find me on twitter (@mazerthehazer).

Now sit back, pour yourself a stiff drink, and be entertained and informed by the always hilarious, Maestro Andrew Bisantz.

OH and don’t forget to stick around for the end of the show, I am going to start adding recordings of arias, songs, etc at the end of each episode~ some of former and future guests, others from different festivals around the country ~ this is just a way for those folks out there doing new and innovative thing in vocal music to get some play, and for me to give you all a break from the good ol’ bluegrass version of Non piu andrai that assaults you every week… this week’s selection is a Commission of Glen Roven by the 5 Boroughs Music Festival in NYC.  Poetry by Michael Tyrell and sung by my good buddy, David Adam Moore, ‘F from Dumbo’

THATS WHAT SHE SAID
The Mophie
Living in a concrete culvert
Courtney RizZO
Slapping five when the ASM is readying to give you the ‘go’
QUIET PLEASE!!!
Take the local to Buffalo, then take the Opera Unlimited…
I feel like if you work on a Mighty Wurlitzer Organ you ought to have to dress like a Who?
Veering is always good
The Mighty Wurlitzer
Emily Pulley is truly one of a kind
North Tanawanda???
orchestra to the pit please.. ORCHESTRA to the pit please…ORCHESTRA TO THE PIT PLEASE!!!!!!
Actually doing what is on the note you wrote yourself
The Bisantz canon: King Louie, Winthrop,
Elocution lessons by Sylvester the Cat
Nixon in Eugene, i mean China
Putting the present in context with art of the past
The opera graveyard is filled with companies that made bad choices
Relevance is the best guarantor of longevity
I’d rather get a sharp stick in the eye than go see Nixon in China
Guerilla Marketing in Opera
There are way more than 5 people that can sing that, there are just 5 that we know
The new economic reality
Chasing the fee is a thing of the past
The Eugene Singer
This is the work that’s out there, let’s do it
The big boy agencies are taking our calls now
People are interested in doing good work
Minding the gaps
Doing it because it means so much to you
Its really easy to sing for $6000/night its hard for $1000
What’s it like to be able to pick the people that you want to work with
Emily Pulley unintentionally terrifies a random Eugene starbucks patron
ah well, its wednesday in Eugene
There’s no shame in ANY job
The day Andrew almost became the subject of a Discovery Channel Special
You can’t fuck around with nature
The ford focus was like a 4×4 compared to what I was driving…
Miami is Iowa with palm trees
THERE ARE NO CLIFFS BY THE OCEAN IN FLORIDA CSI
which one of these washers doesn’t have bed bugs
i want to sit in MY chair that I paid for with MY work
the contraction was the best anecdotes for malcontentedness
the bond of the shared journey
It takes someone from out of town to appreciate your destinations
Andrew Bisantz: Cruise Director Julie
Into The Wild.. THE OPERA??!?
Hmm… Female Chorus, that doesn’t sound like a very good job….
Perform it as new every time you do it
The ictus tells the tale
leopold leopold.. LEOPOLD
pre performance reflection as opposed to mania
the worst reason to do anything
I’m a real director’s conductor
be special
if you’re going to do it, do it all the way
don’t program stuff for an audition just to be different
Back in my day…
The disappearing era of mentorship
getting sucked into the Carmen vortex
if you can imagine another life, you already don’t belong here
the acknowledgement of your colleagues
the genuine love you feel backstage
the perfect golf shot/stage experience
negative self-talk
this is in cosine/4
quarter note = π
www.andrewbisantz.com
FGO Rigoletto
Making a Wolf Trap debut
Sherril Milnes. Still gets confused with a lady

“F from Dumbo”

F from DUMBO

Glen Roven

Michael Tyrell

On trains I fall in love often;

and oh-so obviously, uncontrollably,

but safely—

only with those who vanish before me.

Then come

the legless, then come coin rattlers,

the bereavement stories.

I’ve heard it all so many times before

I haven’t heard it at all:

The flasher whose dick got caught in the closing doors,

the candy money that goes for soccer uniforms, not crack.

No more omens, please! I don’t want to be

the recording angel; just another one under these

lights that go off, lights that go on,

where I might miss an eclipse but not the toy copters

I buy for nearly nothing, like the

beads the Dutch handed

over to get Manhattan Island.

That must be the river, bursting its frontiers—

my eardrums pop, and across from me,

an Amazon’s headphones coil

round her ears like drowsing serpents—

to whisper the password to get her and

everyone else the hell out of the garden.