The baritone, Hugh Russell, sang his parts with such personality. He sang as a drunkard during the drinking toasts and had the most wonderful lecherous look on his face when he was singing all the real bawdy parts. (Obviously I was watching his face on the screen, I can't afford the box seats by the stage. Besides, you can see the fireworks better up there!). Leonard Slatkin was the conductor tonight.
In other news more closely related to poetry (although Carmina Burana is essentially a collection of medieval poems), the late summer issue of Amaze is now online and if you're in Los Angeles and now doing anything on Saturday, why not attend the Asian Heritage Festival at the Queen Mary where my haiku group is having a workshop and haiku display? At 6:00 pm there is a poetry reading with Amy Uyematsu and an open mic.