Quote by Luciano Berio

Opera once was an important social instrument -- especially in Italy. With Rossini and Verdi people were listening to opera together and having the same catharsis with the same story, the same moral dilemmas. They were holding hands in the darkness. That has gone. Now perhaps they are holding hands watching television.

Opera once was an important social instrument -- especially

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This quote highlights the decline of opera as a social and unifying force in society, particularly in Italy. It emphasizes how composers like Rossini and Verdi were able to bring people together, all experiencing the same emotional journey and philosophical quandaries through opera. The quote suggests that this shared experience has diminished over time, replaced by more solitary activities like watching television. It speaks to the changing nature of communal engagement and cultural consumption in modern times.

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