Last night I went to the concert of Milva with my husband. It was the first time for us to go to the concert together in our twenty-year marriage.
Once we went to the movies titled "Caesar and Cleopatra", in which Charlton Heston, my favorite actor, played the leading role. When the drama reached its climax and Brutus stabbed Caesar, Caesar spoke his long lines in his pains and struggles and the audience watched the scene with breathless interest. Long lines and so much strain. A dead silence ruled the theater.
All at once big laughter rose beside me. I was so shocked and so ashamed because it was my husband that laughed aloud. He said, " It is as if it were a playacting. It's just laughable."
But it was just right a play. That's the way of a classical drama. Since then I had avoided going to the theater with him.
The other day I read the article of the concert in the newspaper. I said to myself, "I wish I could go to her concert." Hearing my words, my husband got interested in that event. That was rather unusual for him. I had been just skeptical until we sat in the theater last night.
Fortunately this time he behaved himself to my satisfaction.
The concert was more marvelous than any other ones I ever heard. She sang her songs in English, francais, deutsch, and of course italiano. The songs were composed from 1915 to 1940. For all the various languages and old numbers, her feelings rushed deeply into my heart. From her rich and emotional voice, and from her good shaped body, she couldn't seem to be over fifty.
We gave her a great hand until she couldn't sing encores any more. As I wanted to give a standing ovation to someone who impressed me most, I did it last night. At first only a few people stood together, but the next time about thirty or forty did. I hope that habit will become popular in Japan soon.