Last year was the year of jazz for me. This year is the year of opera. I've been listening to recordings, watching televised productions, reading librettos. Tonight I went to New York City to see Manon Lescaut at the Met.Puccini's opera is taken from a novel by l'Abbé Prévost, volume seven of Mémoires et aventures d’un homme de qualité. It's a popular story which, before Puccini, had been made into an opera by Jules Massenet, and which, after Puccini, had several more incarnations. What's basic to all the versions is the flighty Manon herself, an innocent young girl on her way to a convent when she meets and falls in love with the chevalier des Grieux. The whole story, in its various permutations, results from the tension between her love for the chevalier and her love for all the things money can buy.
In the Puccini libretto, as in the original novel, Manon ends up in New Orleans with her lover, and is eventually banished from the city. This is a French story, remember, originally published in 1731, so New Orleans is where people ended up when they fled or were exiled. The librettist apparently didn't know much about the brave new world and, after all, it's a great love story, so who cares about the geographical details? All the same, it's hard not to laugh when Manon, thrown out of the settlement at New Orleans for reasons unclear, ends up in the "desert" of Louisiana. She sings the magnificent Sola, perduta, abbandonata while her lover throws handfuls of sand around and curses the lack of water for his thirsting, dying love. In this post-Katrina world, a little ironic!
And for those of your readers who might want another reflection on Signor Puccini, follow that link.
ReplyDeleteThis is about the Kisatchie National Forest, found during a web search between acts of Manon Lescaut on PBS:
ReplyDelete"Sandy Woodlands
Imagine, if you can, a desert in Louisiana. How can this be? To demonstrate how this happens, fill a flower pot with sand and only sand. Take a quart of water, Prickly pear catus found in the Kisatchie Hills areaand poor it into the pot. Catch the water that runs out of the hole in the bottom of the pot. In Louisiana, areas with deep sandy soils tend to grow the prickly pear cactus. These soils are desert-like because any rain that falls quickly flows through the soil. Plants can take a quick drink, but as summer wears on a few days, a miniature desert is formed. These sandy soils may be five or more feet thick, much deeper than many plant roots grow. Rain water flows off or is used by the plants, leaving a desert."
Voila! A desert in Louisiana!