Blythe in Bloom
Is there anything Stephanie Blythe can't sing? F. PAUL DRISCOLL
profiles the rising young mezzo, who has flourished in Handel,
Bizet, Offenbach and Rossini by combining golden-age singing with
twenty-first-century savvy. And her way with an Irving Berlin tune
ain't chopped liver, either.
unday, January 21, 2001. The Theresa
L. Kaufmann Concert Hall at Manhattan's 92nd Street Y is packed,
despite the cold weather and the much ballyhooed birthday
celebrations for a certain tenor bein...
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