Monday, March 09, 2009


From a review of Sallinen's 'The King goes forth to France' in yesterday's Independent:
Battered by climate change, England is in hock, its economy unmoved by the Prime Minister's "very best fiscal stimulation". Icebergs are "breeding like rabbits" in the North Sea and fuel has run dry. On the shores of the frozen Channel, the King prepares for a war without point or justification, while the icons of national identity – telephone boxes and post boxes, currency and stamps, Marmite and victoria sponges, Tube maps and brown ale, policemen's helmets and Routemaster buses, cricket bats and (ouch!) newspapers – are assembled for a final closing-down sale.
Probably a carefully tailored summary - I just about remember listening to this from a broadcast in the 1980's(?). Unfortunately for me, this is being staged in London!


Andrew said...

It's quite ironic how terms like 'fiscal stimulation' were used by the librettists as a joke, and now they are common political jargon!
During last night's performance (I'm playing the English Archer!) I realised the Prime Minister's line about the Irish Problem having disappeared has just taken on a rather sad irony too..

rajm said...

Thanks for that - hope the last performances go well!