Transcript -- Hinge & Bracket at home with guest soprano Rosalind Plowright: The Kerry Dancers, The Ashgrove, Tales of Hoffmann, Strauss, Du Maurier, Vissi d'arte.

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Hinge and  Bracket at home with guest Soprano Rosalind Plowright

How lovely the room is for singing.

So, I think what we should do now is, you know
so you can sti

you want to sit tapestry chair. I hand embrodered it myself.

PLOWRIGHT: Oh it's beautiful.

DAME HILDA BRACKET: A bit of Victoriana.

Lovely.

Ready if you are.

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THE KERRY DANCERS

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O the days of the Kerry dancing
O the ring of the piper's tune
O for one of those hours of gladness
Gone alas like our youth too soon

When the boys began to gather
In the glen of a summer's night A
nd the Kerry piper's tuning
Made us long with wild delight!

Oh, to think of it
Oh, to dream of it
Fills my heart with tears!


Oh, the days of the Kerry dancing
Oh, the ring of the piper's tune
Oh, for one of those hours of gladness
Gone, alas, like our youth, too soon

Was there ever a sweeter Colleen
In the dance than Eily More
Or a prouder lad than Thady
As he boldly took the floor.

Lads and lasses to your places
Up the middle and down again
Ah, the merry hearted laughter
Ringing through the happy glen

Oh, to think of it Oh, to dream of it
Fills my heart with tears!

Oh, the days of the Kerry dancing
Oh, the ring of the piper's tune
Oh, for one of those hours of gladness
Gone, alas, like our youth, too soon

Time goes on, and the happy years are dead
And one by one the merry hearts are fled

Silent now is the wild & onely glen
Where the bright glad laugh will echo ne'er again

Only dreaming of days gone by
in my heart I hear

Loving voices of old companions
Stealing out of the past once more
And the sound of the dear old music
Soft and sweet as in days of yore.

When the boys began to gather
In the glen of a summer's night
& the Kerry piper's tuning
Made us long with wild delight

Oh, to think of it
Oh, to dream of it
Fills my heart with tears!

Oh, the days of the Kerry dancing
Oh, the ring of the piper's tune
Oh, for one of those hours of gladness
Gone, alas, like our youth, too soon.

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Brava

Thank you, dear

I hope I've got as

In your mature yeras

you're only a girl.

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I do Covent Garden
The "Medea" at Buxton.

"I can't "Medea".

Late
dramatic

Salome
Queen's Siler Jubilee

Mostly concerts

maybe little something from you.
Suffolk

Stockton Tressell
Maultings

Very near to Benjamin Britten

In the Benjamin's arrangement


Down yonder green valley, where streamlets meander,
When twilight is fading I pensively rove;
Or at the bright noontide in solitude wander,
Amid the dark shades of the lonely ash grove;
‘T was there, while the blackbird was cheerfully singing,
I first met that dear one, the joy of my heart!
Around us for gladness the bluebells were ringing,
Ah! then little thought I how soon we should part.
Still glows the bright sunshine o'er valley and mountain,
Still warbles the blackbird its note from the tree;
Still trembles the moonbeam on streamlet and fountain,
But what are the beauties of nature to me?
With sorrow, deep sorrow, my bosom is laden,
All day I go mourning in search of my love;
Ye echoes, oh, tell me, where is the sweet maiden?
"She sleeps, 'neath the green turf down by the ash grove.

Thank you.

But

you

Evadne delightful

Duet for you and I. I thought maybe
dramatic
It is an opera, after all.

Many years ago
Rose Charles.

I did the whole thing.
Amazing

It's very rare.

Only Miss Suntherland and I
Attempted the trilogy of roles.

She Callas asked to do it.


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DAME HILDA:


Night of stars & night of love

fall gently o'er the waters

heav'n around below, above

no more we'll heed the shore

floating thus in silver light,
Sing on! oh earth's fair daughters

love had ne'er an hour so bright

in fabled days of yore

the cadenc'd oar will rhyme

to the measure we sing

till even charmed time

fold a moment his wing

wander on

till the dawn

ah


night of stars & night of love

fall gently o'er the waters

heave'n around below, above

no more we'll heed the shore

night of stars & of love

Ah! gently fall o'er the waters

heave'n around below, above!

Ah! ah!

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Absolutely lovely

It's marvellous

Lovely I should be singing after all these years.

The last time.

In the opera company, disbanded in the late forties.

Too young to know about that.

A big Italian soprano.

The Ring Cycle

She would run

short and plumb and temperamental

Lovely voice.

I cannot go on. I cannot

She could not

I think I may have heard

It is quite possible.

Gilda Bucket.

The woman was a mezzo.

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Doctor Evadne.

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Let's be honest.

Lots of sopranos.

We've giving them
Joan Sutherland and Teri Ta Kanawa.

Musical directors women.
Conductors
Dame Ethyl Smythe.

Taxi

She

Yes, yes, yes.

Your time will come

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Yes.

Now.

I can tell
impressed
The lid open
She doesn't

I think that's a very good idea.
I like the support
the resonance.

Please excuse

Same conscious.

Not as being
sedate.
It's different
You're among friends.

A nice little piece.

A little Strauss song.

Stell auf den Tisch die duftenden Reseden,
Die letzten roten Astern trag herbei,
Und laß uns wieder von der Liebe reden,
Wie einst im Mai.
Gib mir die Hand, daß ich sie heimlich drücke
Und wenn man’s sieht, mir ist es einerlei,
Gib mir nur einen deiner süßen Blicke,
Wie einst im Mai.
Es blüht und duftet heut auf jedem Grabe,
Ein Tag im Jahr ist ja den Toten frei,
Komm an mein Herz, daß ich dich wieder habe,
Wie einst im Mai.


Beautiful song
So beautifully sung.

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I'm more well known
And one has to tempt you.
It's a beautiful song.

You know
Somebody will hear you
By Jove!
Let them hear all the things

Never a German lieder.

During the war, yes. I mean a very bad time for a lot of people. Men's parts. Up the front.
I did Dicke's Eye,
Dick's got a cold. How I got away with it.

Silly old woman.

Oh dear
Do we have

Something light
What might be rather nice.
Joyce Grenfell
Mr Dumaurier.
In the early days.


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All her pieces are so lovely.

Things like that.

A far cry.

My early training in Italy.
I do go there a lot.

Ernesto Sonoravoce.

He's

He did me one or two things.
The war intervened.
liked being with.

He gave me so much.
Three years.

Very generous.
He taught me the rhytm

Can I ask you?
Interesting

story.
We were youngsters.

Very unusual that they had a woman.

I was very good.
And I gave orchestra.
For four or five years.

Iolanthe, Aida the best
And what about the Ring Cycle in Crewe.

nine in the morning.

Something has to go.
We kept the best

What part did you do?

All of them.
Brunhilde
Siglinde
Now the Italian
Puccini, Dear.
Tosca. It almost brings me to tears. A lot of Toscas.

I'm a bit nervous.
Why don't you stand in the French windows.

More resonace.
I'll light the candles.

VISI


Vissi d’arte, vissi d’amore
Non feci mai male ad anima viva.
Con man furtiva
Quante miserie conobbi e aiutai.
Sempre con fè sincera
La mia preghiera
Ai Santi Tabernacoli salì,
Sempre con fè sincera
Diedi fiori agli altar.
Nell’ora del dolore
Perché, perché Signore,
Perché me ne rimuneri così?
Diedi i gioielli
Della Madonna al manto
E diedi il canto
Agli astri in ciel
Che ne ridean più belli,
Nell’ora del dolor
Perché Signor,
Perché me ne rimuneri così?

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