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REVIEW: ‘Rinaldo’ at the Detroit Opera

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February 28 | 7:30 pm | Detroit Opera House

Handel’s “baroque blockbuster” Rinaldo made a stylish return to the Detroit stage last week. This production was transplanted from the 2023 Glimmerglass festival, and unlike the Hero’s Journey that opera admirers will recall. We replace the depths of the First Crusade with a modern hospital ward nestled into the imagination of a young Rinaldo (Anthony Roth Costanzo) recovering from an unspecified brain operation. Director Louisa Proske entertains the idea of inception: Rinaldo playfully distracts himself with stories of knights and magic, distancing him from the bruting hero some remember. Decked out in sandals, a teal hospital gown, and a cape made from his basketball bedding, he’s the hero of his own story.

The curtain rises to a bleached, hopeless hospital facility. An unconscious child lays across the room from Rinaldo, who we learn to be Almirena (Elena Villalón), another recovering child and the woman of his affections. King Goffredo (Kyle Sanchez Tingzon, a silvery-smooth countertenor) doubles as the king laying siege to Jerusalem and a real-life father to the hospital-bound princess. Within Rinaldo’s dreams and Almirena’s recovery, the malevolent sorceress Armida (Nicole Heaston) captures the young maiden, and the call to save her beckons Rinaldo.

Mr. Costanzo is one of the most engaging operatic performers you’ll see today: dramatic, genuine, and ethereal. His countertenor voice glitters above the sweeping Detroit Opera Orchestra (under the baton of Roberto Kalb). Ms. Heaston similarly carries a luminescent voice and powerful presence, which warranted plenty of “Bravas” from passionate audience members. 26-year-old Villalón effortlessly delivered the heart-wrenching “Lascia ch’io pianga”, under the angelic harpsichord player John Etsell. Her youth radiated in her Almirena with apt grace and humility.

Originally, Armida carries romantic feelings for Rinaldo in Act II—it didn’t quite land in this adaptation. A frisky sorceress suddenly fawning over a young boy felt a bit awkward, though it seemed Proske hoped audiences to realize the character as a manifestation of the children’s illnesses.

Though Rinaldo’s disposition is whimsical, the undertones can feel more bleak. Ms. Proske’s adaptation presents a philosophical question about suffering children, especially in relation to the opera’s theological underbelly. Why would a loving God hurt children? With healthcare at the forefront of many Americans’ minds, a certain empathy arises naturally for our heroes, and their fanciful reality now carries more sympathy.

This adaptation was avoidant of the tacky feel some modern productions can have. Its dramatic roots remained intact while experimenting heavily, and that feat is to be celebrated within an art form over 400 years old. If the power of love resonates (much like all these fantastic voices), I think this opera can work in many new ways.

Images thanks to the Glimmerglass Festival and The Detroit Opera.

REVIEW: Winter Blues Cabaret by Olivia Van Goor

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January 16 | 9pm | North Star Lounge

Got the winter blues? I sure do. But Olivia Van Goor has a remedy—sing about it.

The North Star Lounge welcomes the fourth installment of Olivia Van Goor’s vocal jazz cabaret, where she hosts an evening of vocalists based in Southeast Michigan backed by a jazz trio. I caught the second show at 9 pm, (first set sold out) where the neon green walls of North Star were crowded with full tables and assorted cocktails. Four singers each performed three tunes, with hostess Olivia Van Goor bringing the set home.

The band included Rowan Tucker-Meyer on piano, Trevor Lamb on the bass, and Phillip Buchman on drums. This tight trio was swingin’. Sensitive, but not too careful. Tucker-Meyer’s solos were particularly impressive—he’s playful and concise with sprinkles of Oscar Peterson licks.

First to the bandstand was seasoned vocalist Ellie Martin—a jazz scholar who teaches at The University of Toledo. She has a deep and thorough jazz education, which shines through in performance. Her set included “Blossom’s Blues”, “Snowbound” and LHR’s “Blue (I think it’s called..?)”. She was an engaging and hip improviser; full of ideas and vocal freedom.

Hadley Rasnick mentioned she is firstly a pianist, and has been picking up singing in recent months. Second to the bandstand was a young vocalist with a humble, but charming presence. She offered a bit of a variety: Gershwin’s “Not For Me”, The Queen of Soul’s “Ain’t No Way” and “Ain’t No Sunshine” by Bill Withers. I could sense an ethereal attachment to the piano, but her performance was nonetheless endearing. She shined on the Franklin—perhaps most comfortable in R&B.

The multi-faceted Pia Broden Williams was third on the bandstand, a classically trained coloratura, educator, pianist, and tonight, a star jazz vocalist. You can hear the breadth of her vocals the moment she began singing. She brought out the classic “Blue Bossa”, “Afro Blue” and “I Was Born To Be Blue”—tunes with contrasting energy and spunk. Three of my favorite tunes were performed by the penultimate vocalist Anna George: “I’ve Got My Love To Keep Me Warm”, “Mood Indigo” and “I Let A Song Go Out Of My Heart”. Ms. Van Goor even popped up to hit a few “Mood Indigo” harmonies.

Ms. Van Goor closed the gig with the Antônio Carlos Jobim tune “No More Blues”, a killer latin staple. Right when we thought the gig was done, she passed out papers to the bar with lyrics on them…the words to “Centerpiece”. Perhaps the first time 25 people at North Star chant a blues together. Ms. Van Goor, she’s a stellar vocalist—lively, dedicated, and committed to tradition. So PSA: a doctors prescription for vocal jazz in the dead of January works swimmingly.

Images thanks to The North Star Lounge.

REVIEW: Laura-Simone Martin at The Blue Llama

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Jan 25 | 10:30pm | Blue Llama Jazz Club

It’s clear Laura-Simone Martin brings the swing. Her debut show at The Blue Llama was filled to the brim with vitality, love, and a whole hour of masterful music-making.

At just 19 years old, Ms. Martin already has a host of accolades as a young bassist. She’s performed at acclaimed venues throughout the world like the BBC Proms, Carnegie Hall, Blue Note at Sea, the Kennedy Center, and the Monterey Jazz Festival. She was a member of Marcus Miller’s five-person bass ensemble, alongside Meshell Ndegeocello (a 12-time Grammy nominee), Aston Barrett Jr., and Mamadou Kouyaté, for Steve McQueen’s art exhibit Bass—the director of 12 Years a Slave. She’s currently studying bass at Michigan State University with renowned bassist Rodney Whitaker.

She took the stage under soft pink and blue lighting with her trio: drummer Caleb Robinson (a quirky and dynamic player) and pianist Redwood (a deftly captivating performer). Alto saxophonist Kevin Brewster joined for a few tunes as well, another fearlessly creative player on the bandstand. The trio’s feel remained immaculate the whole set through many different grooves.

Seven songs filled the set, many of them beginning with Ms. Martin’s radiant bass solos. Starting out was Horace Silver’s “Sister Sadie” and the beautiful “Mona Lisa”, a Jay Livingston and Ray Evans tune made popular by Nat King Cole. Ms. Martin revealed her charming and sensitive voice singing “Mona Lisa” while simultaneously playing bass. To start this tune with solo bass and voice was absolutely thrilling. Though quiet (perhaps from the distant microphone), you can hear the sincerity behind every lyric she sings. She finds conviction in intimate tunes contrasting with the bright verve in Silver’s.

Ms. Martin included one of her originals in the set “Kamora’s Bounce”, offering some insight into her compositional tendencies. The tune was fun and featured some of Redwood’s killer improvisational skills—thorough and precise, but never careful. Redwood played both on the grand piano and the electric keyboard next to it, swiftly changing the sound’s texture a few times in the set. Later on in the night was Ann Ronell’s “Willow Weep For Me” (a beautifully bluesy standard). With another solo bass intro (and melody!), I loved the space in this tune, and the choice to feature the lowest voice.

I regrettably did not catch the name of her final tune—but what I do remember is the joy and gratitude that suddenly overwhelmed the room. Ms. Martin penultimately left the audience with some words referencing her gratitude for the art form, and an intention to bring love into the world through her music. Her artistry runs deep into her soul, and when you hear a player perform as such, you can’t forget it. The world always needs more love (and more jazz). Thanks for the reminder, Ms. Martin.

Images thanks to The Blue Llama Jazz Club.

REVIEW: 33 Variations

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December 6 | 11:00 pm | Newman Studio

Humans are naturally doused in curiosity. We’ve discovered the depths of Earth’s oceans while making our way to parts of outer space we probably were not intended for. The desire for complete discovery exists on both the largest and smallest of scales. A riling little mystery from the composer Ludwig von Beethoven’s expansive musical life has enchanted playwright Moisés Kaufman, writing a play of the same name: 33 Variations, in which he sends leading lady Dr. Katherine Brandt on her own expedition to uncover the reason for his insist creation of the tune.

In 1819, music publisher Anton Diabelli commissioned Beethoven to write a short variation of his waltz for a larger publication. Beethoven found it pedestrian and blew it off, but at some point, something intrigued him about the tune. This detail left out of history led him to ambitiously compose thirty-three variations on the waltz over the last few years of his life.

What changed? Why did Beethoven spend the height of his compositional years on a piece considered elementary?

Modern-day musicologist Dr. Katherine Brandt (Ella Saliba) travels to Bonn, Germany, to study Beethoven’s manuscripts from the 1820s. Clara (Aliyah Douglas), her restless daughter, disapproves of the journey due to her mother’s declining health from ALS and eventually joins her in Europe. The two often exchange fiery discourse, “You don’t love anything that you can’t understand,” Clara jabs. Their rocky relationship is exacerbated by Clara’s lack of career commitment and her cumbersome relationship with her mother’s nurse from the U.S., Mike Clark (Landon Wouters, whose character is hilariously inappropriate & full of laughs).

The play shifts between 19th-century Vienna and the present, while Beethoven (Nick Aiello) struggles to pay rent and faces his own ailments. His secretary, Anton Schindler (a charming James Parascandola), converses back and forth with Mr. Anton Diabelli (Marcus Byers) over four years while Beethoven writes his variations.

Through a plot with cadences that come off more bleak than cheerful, there is an abundance of humor woven into Kaufman’s hefty script. Aiello, Byers, and Parascandola are responsible for that—the three’s hilarious riffs were plentiful and cheeky. Perhaps nudging to the fact many of Beethoven’s variations do undoubtedly poke fun at Diabelli.

A young Ella Saliba earnestly waltzes through the life of the much more mature Dr. Katherine Brant. As Ms. Saliba explored Katherine’s ever-consuming and impassioned journey onstage, what the audience found was a deeply impressive, humble, and moving performance—resulting in a very misty curtain call.

One of the most exceptional parts of the play is the live pianist performing the “33 Variations” in real time. I would be remiss not to point out pianist Eric Head’s sensitive performance. This notoriously challenging work was greeted with poise from Head, providing an irreplaceable vibrance to the atmosphere.

Kaufman’s play may occasionally feel oversaturated with detail, but I was transfixed by his sentimental characters. The parallels between these two human lives across more than a century are deeply clever. Life’s ever-ticking clock is often responsible for igniting humanity’s obsessive quest for meaning in our short engagements on Earth, a theme poignantly embodied by Mr. Aiello and Ms. Saliba. I do hope Dr. Brandt found the answers she wanted, for she at least discovered the beauty nestled within the ordinary.

Images thanks to Basement Arts.

REVIEW: Uncle Vanya

December 20, 2024March 10, 2025 musicalsoup Leave a comment

December 13 | 7:30 pm | Ann Arbor Civic Theater

Chekhov’s stories task audiences to examine the challenges of the human condition. Uncle Vanya’s troubles manifest in a more ironically despairing way. The production, which ran for a second weekend at Ann Arbor Civic Theater last Friday, centers on the near-penniless Ivan Petrovich Voynitsky (better known as “Vanya”), who claims to have the most troubles—at least he thinks so. His extended family joins him at his late sister’s estate, only to share his dissatisfaction with life. How does a play doused in apathy preserve itself over a hundred years? And who is paying the mortgage?

Vanya’s (Trevor Maher) loathing is interrupted when his brother-in-law, the ex-professor Alexander Serebrakov (Bryan Shane), arrives with his beautiful new wife, Helena (the stoic Nicole Arruda). She becomes the object of affection for both Vanya and the household doctor, Michael Astroff (a spritely Joseph McDonald). The two men are infatuated with Helena, while she harbors only ambiguous feelings for Astroff. Yet she grapples with an understated resentment toward Alexander (Mr. Shane, who led a stately and demanding performance).

While Dr. Astroff and Helena shared coy exchanges, the spark of love did not burn bright for the young Sonia (Mackenzie Finley), Vanya’s niece, who had a seemingly teenage infatuation with Dr. Astroff. Though he flirted with the idea of her affection, the only make-out sesh occurred between him and Helena (unknowing to Alexander, of course). All this romantic ruckus left “Waffles” (Larry Rusinsky) and the family nurse Marina (a charming Wendy Wright) as the standing symbols of support and consistency.

As Ms. Wendy Katz Hiller’s director’s note acknowledged, productions of Uncle Vanya are appearing all over the country: The Broadway Revival starring Steve Carrell ran last spring, and Andrew Scott’s one-man Vanya from the West End is culminating in a Broadway run next spring. In addition to those big productions, I’m confident you could find at least one Uncle Vanya in every major city across the U.S. Vanya’s existentialism and exhaustion are wrapped in a search for purpose, creating a character who can be frustratingly familiar. The beauty of Chekhov’s text lies in its sustained relevance across decades, revealing universal feelings that make the production feel timely at many points in our history.

The usual two-and-a-half-hour runtime was whittled down to a crisp 95 minutes by Ms. Hiller—a choice greeted with narrative clarity for modern audiences. We see a succinct plot line, only at the expense of some poetic dialogue (which works for me!). Though, I found myself pining for a dramaturgical deep dive into performance. Historical context enriches a story for me, especially as this work shares many stifling thematic elements with its Chekhovian siblings, The Cherry Orchard and The Seagull (as far as depressed people living under deteriorating wealth go).

Vanya’s inner turmoil brings a bittersweet resolution where life continues unchanged despite everyone’s despair. I begged to feel hope from this story, just as I often do in our modern world, but the only condolence I received was, “We shall rest!” from the optimistic Sonia. Though these characters feel bleak, the curtain call reminded me that hope does exist in the resonance of community-driven theater—where timeless art can be found in every nook and cranny of Ann Arbor.

Photos thanks to Ann Arbor Civic Theater.

REVIEW: Stella Cole at the Blue Llama

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December 15 | 8:30 pm | Blue Llama Jazz Club

There are few jazz vocalists more in demand than Stella Cole, an up-and-coming jazz singer from New York City who’s got as much glitz and glam as she’s got vocal chops. The Blue Llama Jazz Club welcomes her for the first time on the winter leg of her US tour.

Ms. Cole’s silky voice will surely transport you into a newly colorized film from the 1940s. With a sound reminiscent of The Golden Age of Hollywood, it’s no secret that Ms. Cole admires the aesthetic. The 25-year-old gained popularity during the pandemic singing jazz standards and Great American Songbook tunes on TikTok. Today, she boasts over 12 million likes on the app and nearly 770k followers on Instagram. Her debut single was released with Scott Bradlee’s Post Modern Jukebox in 2022, and now Ms. Cole has two studio albums: the newly released “Snow!” and the self-titled “Stella Cole”.

Her trio included Michael Kanan (piano), Mikey Migliore (bass), and Henry Allen-Barfield (drums). She began her set with the Jerome Kern and Johnny Mercer tune “I’m Old Fashioned,” which was a perfectly fitting introduction considering what followed.

There was no shortage of Christmas magic from Ms. Cole either. “White Christmas,” “I’ve Got My Love To Keep Me Warm,” and “It’s Beginning to Look A Lot Like Christmas” (to name a few) all made it into the set.

“I’m singing on the “Today” show later this week…” she said, introducing the next tune. “Is it okay if this is a practice run?” Audience members smiled, knowing they had received a first glance at her solo version of “Snow!”.

Her set was modest, focusing on her sumptuous vocalism as she performed primarily “Songbook” tunes in a fairly traditional style. The Songbook tradition can be stifling to some modern jazz musicians, but Ms. Cole fully embraced the beauty and relevance of that tradition in her more “straight-ahead” performances.

“The Boy Next Door” was one of my favorites of the set, plainly revealing her influence from the great Judy Garland. The ghost of the Hollywood star surely beams over Ms. Cole’s studio recording of the tune, as well as “Over The Rainbow,” which is featured on her first album. Ms. Cole’s suggestive tribute made me consider the history of American music and its influence on our modern times—Songbook tunes pop up all over modern jazz records. They are taught thoroughly in academia, and holiday songs released over 60 years ago play on the radio year after year. The pop music of America’s past carries into the future, thanks to its beautiful melodies and heartwarming lyricism, preserved through dedication to tradition.

“So many people of my generation aren’t familiar with these songs, and I’m excited about the opportunity to introduce this timeless music to a new audience,” Ms. Cole says. There is an endurance behind jazz’s relevance, which Ms. Cole is clearly devoted to preserving.

Images thanks to The Blue Llama Jazz Club.