When I was writing this book, I had to think up a way to put my fictional opera company in jeopardy. What I came up with was making the soprano star so sick that she could not go on.
To my surprise, this happened in real life yesterday.
As I have mentioned before, I sing with the Symphonic Chorale of Southwest Florida. In the morning at the rehearsal of Verdi’s Requiem, the soprano soloist was singing softly and remained seated instead of standing up. I chalked it up to her trying to conserve her voice for the performance.
That night, our conductor told us a different soprano would be singing. The first one was too ill to perform. In an enormous stroke of good fortune, the symphony located a soprano who had just sung in Naples, FL, right down the road. And she knew the Requiem and had sung it before. She stepped into the role with four hours notice and no orchestra rehearsal, and carried off this difficult music brilliantly.
Here is the curtain call. Sometimes life really does imitate art.