Vespri Siciliani-a Verdi opera which could be subtitled, “Beware of ****ing Off Sicilians." I listened to it last night (it's available on youtube). What can I say...I love Verdi...plus, an obsession with Sicilians is an internet disease which I seem lately to have caught. I thought I was safe here, a sort of refuge zone, but apparently not.:grin: Not that I bear any animus against them, I hasten to add, rather the opposite, as I married one of their cousins (well, part cousin) from across the Strait of Messina.
I think this opera would have been a better choice as a backdrop to The Godfather III than Cavaliere Rusticana. (I would be even more leery of antagonizing anyone in this subgroup! They have very long memories. The only people who have a bit of immunity are honest prosecutors and FBI people. After all, even they don’t have a death wish, and slaughtering “clean” law enforcement people would bring down the whirlwind.)
The opera celebrates the revolt of the Sicilians against French rule in 1282, which began at Vespers or sunset prayer time on the night before Easter Monday. There are a number of versions of how it started but all of them involve the insolence of dastardly Frenchmen toward Sicilian women. (Messing with their women is also not a good idea, even today, and trust me on this, the Calabresi aren’t much better.

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From Wiki:
“the Sicilians at the church were engaged in holiday festivities and a group of French officials came by to join in and began to drink. A sergeant named Drouet dragged a young married woman from the crowd, pestering her with his advances. Her husband then attacked Drouet with a knife, killing him. When the other Frenchmen tried to avenge their comrade, the Sicilian crowd fell upon them, killing them all. At that moment all the church bells in Palermo began to ring for Vespers.”
This is another version:
“In the version according to
Leonardo Bruni (1416), the Palermitans were holding a festival outside the city when the French came up to check for weapons, and on that pretext began to fondle the breasts of their women. This then began a riot, the French were attacked first with rocks, then weapons, killing them all. The news spread to other cities leading to revolt throughout Sicily. "By the time the furious anger at their insolence had drunk its fill of blood, the French had given up to the Sicilians not only their ill-gotten riches but their lives as well."
I've linked to three nice pieces to hopefully whet some appetite to hear more...if not of this opera, of Verdi in general.
Here is the overture, brilliantly conducted by Riccardo Muti. (I adore him and have done for decades. He’s a conductor of passion and style who seems to have channeled Verdi. A rock star of a conductor!)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-1iOk-i6fGE
“ O Patria…O Mu Palermo. “ For once, the tenor didin’t get all the glory. (Has anyone ever noticed the basses and baritones are usually better looking than the tenors? Would it have just been too much to give them good looks too? Or is it just me? Wait…there’s Placido Domingo…he was always easy on the eye, so maybe I take it back…And what about Franco Corelli? Ok just forget I said anything.

) This is my favorite version of it. The singer is Ferruccio Furlanetto.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=y3TS8RglWHE
O patria, o cara patria, alfin ti veggo!
Oh fatherland, Oh dear fatherland, at last I see you!
L’esule ti saluta dopo sì lunga assenza.
The exile greets you after too long an absence.
Il fiorente tuo suolo ripien d’amore io bacio.
I kiss your flowering soil with kisses of love.
Reco il mio voto a te, col braccio e il core!
With my arms and my heart I'll keep my vow to you!
O tu, Palermo, terra adorata,
Oh Palermo, beloved land,
a me sì caro riso d’amor,
Laugh of love so dear to me,
alza la fronte tanto oltraggiata,
Raise youe outraged brow,
il tuo ripiglia primier splendor!
Reclaim your former splendor!
Chiesi aita a straniere nazioni,
I sought help from foreign nations,
ramingai per castella e città.
I wandered through castles and cities.
Ma, insensibil al fervido sprone,
But, insensible of my fervid urging,
dicea ciascun:
Every one of them said:
Siciliani, ov’è il prisco valor?
Sicilians, where is your former valor?
Su, sorgete a vittoria, all’onor!
Go on, rise up to victory, to honor!
You get the drift I’m sure….
This is also a nice piece: Maria Callas singing Arrigo…A parli a un core
It means you speak to a heart already prepared to forgive you. It’s a very difficult piece to sing and she does a superlative job.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=529zk5-32qM