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PDX OPERAbeat | A Company Blog is the blog for all things Portland Opera, featuring a variety of guest contributors who will provide insider's tidbits on all we do to celebrate the beauty and breadth of opera. Jess Crawford is our primary blogger. Jess spends much of her time eating enormous amounts of cake, making long lists of books she'll probably never read, and challenging people to arm-wrestling contests. During the day (and sometimes at night) she is Portland Opera's music librarian. She writes more about her escapades at her personal blog: http://bravissimi.blogspot.com
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Meet the Cast: Richard Troxell, Older Galileo

At the beginning of the rehearsal process, I sent out some written interviews to a few members of the cast (Kevin Newbury's is here). Below, Richard Troxell, one of our Galileos, tells us the funniest embarrassing stage story I've ever heard, I think.

Unrelated true story: Richard and I were on stage together a few seasons ago. See?

Rigoletto

He was the Duke in Rigoletto; I was a concubine. He petted my hair as part of the staging. My fake hair. (My completely amazing, beautiful, long fake hair). I also got a piggyback ride from former POSA baritone José Rubio, our Cardinal/Priest in Galileo.


Anyway.

Every time you come to sing for us, I get a little pang of homesickness, because sometimes a little Mid-Atlantic accent slips into your speech. I know it well, because I'm from Maryland. You grew up there too, didn't you?

I did. I grew up in the beautiful rolling hills of Frederick County in Thurmont, Md., home to Camp David, where our leaders run off to.


Some people develop a love for opera at an early age, but many other singers say that they didn't get into it at all until much later, like maybe in college. What got you started in this art form?

Galileo Galilei: Scene 1, Opening Song


Am I blind for having knelt and lied? Or for not having knelt long enough?


The opening scene takes place on the final day of Galileo's life, in 1642. This opening scene frames the rest of the opera. All the scenes that follow — which we have already discussed — come from this moment of recollection; we imagine what Galileo would have turned over and over in his mind as he assessed the events of his life. His trial. His beloved oldest daughter. His scientific experiments. A walk in the garden with the future pope. A moment of discovery, in church with his child. The invention of his telescope. And a moment in his childhood, watching his father's opera.


There is no end to the list of things I cannot see. Her straw hat in the bottom of the boat. The rose. The telescope.


(Did you know that it's a myth that Galileo became blind by looking too long at the sun through his telescope? In truth, his many drawings of the sunspots he could see were created by projecting the telescope image of the sun onto a piece of white paper, where they could then be traced. Galileo was most likely blind due simply to cataracts and old age.)


Scene 1 is a monologue, full of longing, tinged with regret. But also, to the end, insistent that he knew what he knew; that he was right. It closes with the line he was famously supposed to have uttered after his recantation (an utterance that, however romantic, is almost certainly a myth): eppur, si muove. And yet, it moves.


The earth in all its heavenly glory around the sun was turning. Around the burning sun, the earth was turning. Now, in ignorant darkness, still I say it turns.


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Galileo Galilei: Scenes 2 & 4, Trial & Recantation