Joseph Volpe, whose sixteen-year tenure as the general manager
   of the Metropolitan Opera ends this season, may be remembered
   as a man who stayed true to his title: he managed. Performances
   went off with maximum efficiency, seven each week. World-class
   singers showed up in mostly suitable roles, and if they misbehaved
   they were shown the door, or at least treated brusquely. James
   Levine was kept happy. Electronic subtitles appeared on the backs
   of the seats. Modest efforts were made in the direction of fresh
   production styles, novel repertory, and premieres - Tobias
   Picker's "An American Tragedy" bowed this month - but not enough
   to ruffle anyone's feather boa...

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Janos Gereben/SF
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