One of the only operas I've ever seen is Madame Butterfly. It was during my Freshman year of college and it wasn't even live but taped. Pretty much everyone in my Humanities class openly hated it, jeering and laughing the whole way through. They had a point, watching a VHS copy of a staged theatrical event is pretty tedious and hardly a substitute for the real thing. But I remember feeling slightly sad and bitter knowing that all their hearts and minds were closed from the get go*. It was a general elective class meaning everyone had to take it which created a high school like atmosphere. Lots of students who did not want to be there, were. Maybe if they had spoon fed us with Malcom Mclaren's Hip Hopra take things would have worked out better.
Personal highlight: Cho Cho San's modernized lament
"Gotta have something to believe in/ My white honkey, I do miss him"
Wow, and I thought Weezer's Pinkerton album was THE final word on pop culture's reappropriation of Puccini's masterpiece.
* But their hearts and minds were not closed to say Incubus or Dashboard Confessional and often showed up to lecture in pajamas with frappachinos and ringing cellphones in hand. HISSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS
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