So it's spring now? To me, that means it's even more impossible than usual to predict the temperature tomorrow, and the only tree on my block, a scraggly Bradford pear, is making itself known to my sinuses in its annual pollen pilgrimage. If some of us are going to have spring in the city, at least the performance scene has plenty to offer.
This week, it's an interesting mix of world premieres and classic material, in dance, theater, and music: from the Gospel of Luke to Virginia Woolf.
Keeping time for Virginia Woolf
The Hours, a new opera by Kevin Puts and librettist Greg Pierce, is the latest incarnation of Virginia Woolf’s Mrs. Dalloway, encompassing love, regret, creativity, mental illness, and the human capacity for forgiveness. Peter Burwasser reviews.