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Am I a sicko? Sinopoli's last performance - recorded

Posted by Chris from Lafayette on September 26, 2020 at 11:41:43:

I got ahold of a copy of a pirate recording which somebody had made at the Deutsche Oper on April 20, 2001. This was a performance of Verdi's Aida, conducted by Giuseppe Sinopoli. The sound quality is very poor, but it's good enough to tell what's going on.

And what's going on is that, about 26 minutes into the third act, Sinopoli suddenly keels over and dies from a heart attack (at the age of 54). The music is just going along, and you hear this crash and thud which stops the music completely, followed by shouting (I can't understand the words, but it's presumably to get a doctor up there fast!)

I've listened to it twice, and, the second time through, I found myself thinking, about 20 or so seconds before the collapse, "it's so weird - he's got only about 20 more seconds to live and he doesn't even realize it." Morbid to be sure, but maybe I've crossed the line into perversity with such thoughts? Maybe a defect of my personality? I can't help it - I was inexorably drawn to listening to it.