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My best memory in an opera house?
My first Premiere at the Lübeck Opera House.
My worst memory in an opera house?
There aren’t any, the public is always supportive, colleagues always supportive
The book that changed my life?
Narcissus and Goldmund de Herman Hesse.
The dead singer that I would like to bring back to life to sing with?
Fritz Wunderlich
My greatest moment of grace in a museum?
At the van Gogh Museum in Amsterdam
The city where I feel at home?
Montpellier
The city that anguishes me?
Hong-Kong
What, in my country, makes me the most proud?
Art of cooking.
The director to whom I feel closest?
Ruth Berghaus.
My worst memory with a chef?
I refrain from answering.
If I were a symphony?
The symphonic poem Finland of Jean Sibelius.
And a sonata?
Sonata for violin and piano nr 1 a minor op 105 by Robert Schumann
What about a string quartet?
Ravel’s.
If I had to sing at my own funeral, what would the last single be?
Le solo soprano of German Requiem by Brahms.
The singer from the past that drives me crazy?
Jussi Björling
The singer of the present that drives me crazy?
Ludovic Tézier
What if I was a Harry Potter character?
Hermione, obviously
The composer to whom I want to say “my dear, your music is not for me”?
Nothing is unforgettable.
If it was a Lied or a Melody.
In the Sunset, from Last four Lieder.
My worst historical memory of the past 30 years.
Attacks.
The role that I will never sing again.
I don’t sing on stage anymore. All, therefore.
My motto
Thank you
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