Oldest Flute in the biz

I’m about to open in yet another production of A Midsummer Night’s Dream, for Opera Zuid in the Netherlands. The production was supposed to happen two years ago, and when it was postponed by the pandemic, Waut Koeken – Opera Zuid’s artistic director – asked me to write a short piece for his subscribers. Having

The tooth of the matter

 There’s little doubt that, recently, I’ve been feeling unusually glum and tetchy. I’m assuming that occasional bouts of moroseness are normal. They certainly go with the territory of being a travelling opera singer, as a conversation with any singer I’ve ever known will attest. There’s nothing like being stuck in dreary digs for a few