Joyce DiDonato has always been fearlessly honest, or at least, has the courage to be honest, though it may cost her a great deal emotionally to get over her fear. I don’t know, but I do know that her bravery has helped, and is helping, many young people. Recently she talked to The Telegraph’s Rupert Christiansen about her work with young singers,
I advise them not to attempt to turn the sound they make into something it isn’t – don’t try to be Bartoli or Pavarotti. I did that when I was 25 and it got me into trouble. Have the confidence to be yourself and shed the pretence: that’s something I feel I’ve only learnt recently myself.
How many singers at the height of their career would reveal so much. This sort of self-analyzing usually comes in the autobiography when the career is over… if at all.
She doesn’t fear the marketing men, publicists (or journalists) either,
Stop apologising, stop trying to sell our music by dumbing it down. Sell opera on the basis that it is like nothing else on the planet, not on the basis that it’s superficially cool and hip – that is so phoney.
Now she’s taking on Putin and the so-called anti-gay laws. Singing the only signature song a girl from Kansas could have – Somewhere Over the Rainbow – she is dedicating her performance at tonight’s Last Night of the Proms to the homosexuals whose expression is being suppressed. This is what she has written on her blog:
On Saturday night I will be the honored guest of the BBC Proms and will lend my voice to the greatest party for Classical Music on the planet: the Last Night of the Proms. I am MOST honored and feel incredibly humbled to be asked to take part. We programmed “Somewhere Over the Rainbow” ages ago, but as the Russian law came into focus and I felt this impending sense of dread wash over me, I knew that I simply had to personally dedicate my performance on Saturday to all of those brave, valorous gay and lesbian souls whose voices are currently being silenced – either by family, friends, or by their government. As I’ve done in the past, this is a very individual dedication made only here (not on the stage of the glorious Royal Albert Hall), but I do invite you all to use your own voice, in whatever (safe!) capacity you can, and speak up for those who cannot speak for themselves at this moment.
This simply cannot stand. We are TRULY better than this. And it is the very least I can do to repay my wonderful life-teachers who have supported me, lifted me up, and quite simply, made me a better person. Here’s to knowing your own worth … Here’s to daring to dream … Here’s to flying over the rainbow and, of course, to being utterly fabulous while soaring!!
As one (of many) blog comments said,
Thank you for your inspirational and heartfelt words. So proud of your compassionate warrior spirit.
We all are.