LARPing @ the Opera

Nina ist auf Arbeit gefahren und ich habe sie zum Bahnhof gebracht ^^ und wir haben danach noch telefoniert. (Mensch, manche würden ob solcher Anhänglichkeit kotzen oder so, aber wir sind so ^^)

Ich erzähle, dass mich gerade alle Lust verlassen hat den Tag zu nutzen (um mich zum Beispiel bei Markus und Alina zu melden, oder endlich mal diverse Mixes anzufertigen (als Werbung für mich als DJ), oder CSI schauen oder die Wohnung aufräumen…) Nina tritt mir so charmant in den Hintern, dass ich es erst merke als sie auflegt und ich beschließe das erste Mal seid langem das Nerd-Blog zu lesen und muss gleich so lachen, dass ich den Eintrag einfach bloggen muss. Und damit das auch gelesen wird, habe ich einfach per copy&paste den Text hier eingefügt. Meinen Links hier folgt sowieso keiner 😛

Was ich nach diesem Blog-Eintrag tun werde: Marzipan essen, obwohl ich Marzipan nicht mag und Musik hören.

So. Ich denke an Nina, die gerade ihre Liebesschaukeln verkauft ^^

March 27, 2008 1:00

A Nerd’s Guide to Going to the Opera

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I have been to the opera on two occasions this spring. Once to Prokofiev’s War and Peace and once to Wagner’s Die Walkure. This brings to two the total number of times, lifetime, that I have ever been to the opera. Though I have occasionally dabbled in classical music, the opera house is not my natural habitat. But it is possible for a nerd to find sustenance there.

Here are some notes from one who survived:

— On arrival at the Wagner performance you immediately notice a dude walking around wearing a Viking helmet. Apparently LARPing is allowed at the opera. You immediately feel more at home.

— Every seat comes with a little low-res amber-display monitor that shows the lyrics that are being sung, in real time, for those who don’t speak German or Russian or Operanian. You feel a sudden desperate urge to know the technical details of this system. Is it wireless? Is it hackable?

— As soon as the curtain goes up you realize that all of 20th century fantasy must basically be descended from Wagner. I mean, look at this set. It looks like the cover of Glacial Rift of the Frost Giant Jarl.

— You double-check the program and then suppress an urge to flee as you realize that Siegmund and Sieglinde are going to have sex. They are brother and sister. Twin brother and twin sister. Germans are weird.

— Intermission. You note that along with LARPing, drinking is not only acceptable but apparently expected. This could work.

— Back to the opera. Damn, Wotan just slew a dude by waving his hand. What was that, Slay Living?

War and Peace ran over four hours. Die Walkure cracks the three-hour mark. But amazingly, it appears to be socially acceptable to leave before the thing is over. As Act III of Walkure gets under way, you discreetly make for the exit.

— The orchestra is playing that music from Apocalypse Now. Germans are weird.