Weird, strange beauty.
Dissonant, halting...
...and yet, strikingly beautiful, especially the somber third act.
To my surprise, I give it an A+, and remember here the extraordinary, pungent libretto, in Anne's farewell to Tom:
"Every wearied body must
Late or soon return to dust,
Set the frantic spirit free.
In this earthly city we
Shall not meet again, love, yet
Never think that I forget."
Indeed, this one is unforgetable.
Here is the cover:
Great performance, excellent acting, singing, staging, everything works.
I'd buy this one. It's not traditional like the Glyndebourne, but it is fabulous.
Andrew Kennedy and Laura Claycom are perfect as Tom Rakewell and Anne Trulove, and William Shimmel's Shadow is bone-chilling.