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Accosting Strangers and I'm Reading Some Sarah Vowell

I saw one act of Wagner's opera Tannhäuser yesterday, which was really enough of it for me to be able to make fun of the plot in the future, so I'm all set. Wagner is not so much for me as a composer, and Tannhäuser is four and a half hours long, so it was a situation where you had to commit or get out. And I got out to my apartment, where I ate pretzel chips with hummus and watched Broad City.

The actually important thing to be gotten from the evening is I ran into Thérèse and Laurent from Thérèse Raquin, an opera I'm currently obsessed with and am seeing again Saturday. I'm also reading the book this week. Thérèse and Laurent are the leads, and they were also seeing Tannhäuser, as it has been talked about as a thing to be seen. I told them they had mad chemistry, because daaaaaamn.



 Ugh You don't even know. I'm about halfway through the book, but I'll tell you, I'd be nowhere near as into it based on how Zola's writing the two of them if I hadn't seen them makeout onstage first. THE MAGIC OF THEATAH.

Don't worry, I'm totally posting a review/summary of it after Saturday on my almost-never-updated opera blog. And probably reviewing the book here. Because VERY DIFFERENT FEELINGS ON THE TWO. I congratulate composer Tobias Picker on taking the good elements of the book and kind of shoving out the rest. Mmm. Art.

I'm reading Sarah Vowell's Take the Cannoli, which is the last books of hers I haven't read, so. Step it up, Vowell. Write more books. I was a downer at my cousin's bridal shower with info from your last one ("We're honeymooning in Hawaii!" "Oh, I'm actually reading a really good book right now about the US's illegal annexation of Hawaii") and now she has a baby. Who can talk and stuff. The time has come.

*googles like an enterprising person would have done in the first place*

Oh! She has a new book coming out in October called Lafayette in the Somewhat United States. Very good then! Let's all read that.

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