Sapphira Cristál to host San Francisco Opera Pride Concert
Calling all opera queens: San Francisco Opera is hosting its first ever Pride Concert.
The celebration features the San Francisco Opera Orchestra, conducted by Music Director Eun Sun Kim and Robert Mollicone, with soloists mezzo-sopranos Jamie Barton and Nikola Printz and baritone Brian Mulligan. Hosted by Sapphira Cristál, the immersive setting will utilize animations by Tal Rosner, historic images from past Pride celebrations and milestones projected onto the walls of the auditorium, plus a post-show dance party.
The 80-minute musical program will include selections from queer opera composers Leonard Bernstein, Jake Heggie, Pyotr Ilyich Tchaikovsky and Camille Saint-Saëns; as well as gay cultural classics from the film 'A Star is Born' (1954) and Jerry Herman's Broadway hits 'Mame' and 'La Cage aux Folles.' Other queer artists to be covered include Freddie Mercury, the Indigo Girls and Melissa Etheridge. Activations and exhibitions will occur throughout the night, concluding with a dance party with DJ Juanita More.
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