many thanks for the update. Although one may again argue about the
compilation of these albums, it's at least a great opportunity to get
some Mario material that hasn't been on CD before. Especially when one
considers that most of these "original album classics" are usually just
recycles of old BMG remasters...
Can you read from Mannering's post, that there will be a separate CD of
the 1959 "Student Prince" in the future as well? I guess this title is
most problematic as it would take three CDs to get things right;) 1. a
proper mono remaster of the original album (as has thankfully happened!)
2. a stereo re-mix from MGM's multi-track elements and 3. a release of
the living stereo album. I know that this is not Mario's best album, but
I still would like to see it on CD. In fact, I would have omitted the
"Seven Hills" LP for the 1959 LP and had included the missing "Hills"
tracks on one of the "funny compilations". I guess the choice would have
been between the original "Student Prince" and the re-recording, though.
So, the selection of the former has been the correct choice;)
I'm sorry to be so slow with my replies during the last weeks, but I'm
currently rushing from one exam to the next. Meanwhile I've made my way
through Armando's book and I'm really impressed by the love for detail
that went into it. I will reply to your earlier message on this board
asap - and maybe have impressions from the "Operatic Arias" and "Lanza
Songbook" CDs by then.
Best regards,
Stefan
Derek McGovern schrieb:
> Well, I see that two of my choices have made it to this set:
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> http://www.rense.com/excursions/lanza/fivegreat.htm
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> I could happily live without The Touch of My Hand (which is easily the
> weakest of the many Coke compilations), but it's great to see The
> Student Prince in its original album glory being released at last. And
> while it's a real shame about For the First Time being passed over --
> especially since there's little of substance on the Seven Hills album,
> which was selected -- it's good news about ML Sings His Favorite Arias
> (despite its clunkers!).
>
>
>
>
To be honest, I was somehow surprised that there isn't an European
pressing of this set to begin with. Maybe they thought that there
wouldn't be too much market for three Lanza releases at the same time.
Best regards,
Stefan
Derek McGovern schrieb:
It should be here on Monday or Tuesday. I'll let you know about my first
impressions then...
Best regards,
Stefan
Stefan Huber schrieb:
Best regards,
Stefan
Vince Di Placido schrieb:
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Hi Derek
So glad your Album arrived. Mine has too but I haven't had time to give it a thorough listening yet. I think I will start with the Student Prince Album.
You wrote<I liked the packaging, and, unlike one complainant (Fred Day) on the
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Rense forum, I didn't need "a magnifying glass" to read the liner
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Notes!> Well Derek I'm with Fred here.
Give it a decade or two and you may be of the same opinion. :-)
Regards Jan | |||
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This is just a fun experiment, of course, and I would **never**
advocate anyone releasing this kind of thing as a legitimate
recording. It was simply Mike's response to my opinion that the 1950
version is great up until "la fine della vita", whereas the Coke
version is superior from the next line onwards.
What really struck me today, though, having not listened to the 1950
version for some time, is the incredible beauty of Lanza's voice on
this version, coupled with some very sensitive phrasing. Thanks again,
Mike!
Cheers
Derek
Come un bel dì di maggio
che con bacio di vento
e carezza di raggio
si spegne in firmamento,
col bacio io d'una rima,
carezza di poesia,
salgo l'estrema cima
dell'esistenza mia.
La sfera che cammina
per ogni umana sorte
ecco già mi avvicina
all'ora della morte,
e forse pria che l'ultima
mia strofe sia finita,
m'annuncierà il carnefice
la fine della vita.
Sia! Strofe, ultima dea!
ancor dona al tuo poeta
la sfolgorante idea,
la fiamma consueta;
io, a te, mentre tu
vivida a me sgorghi dal cuore,
darò per rima il gelido spiro
d'un uom che muore.
Like a fine day in May
which fades away in the sky
with a kiss of the wind
and a sun ray's caress,
so do I, kissed by a rhyme,
caressed by poetry,
reach the pinnacle
of my existence.
The wheel that turns
for every human destiny
is now delivering me
to my hour of death,
and perhaps before I have finished
my last verse
the executioner will come and announce
the end of my life.
So be it! Poetry, ultimate goddess,
grant once more to your verse-smith
the blazing idea,
the usual fire;
and I will give you,
while you lustily pour forth from my heart,
for a rhyme the cold breath
of a dying man.