Barton was the star of the evening, elevating the mezzo role of Princess Eboli from vengeful femme fatale to a wounded but sympathetic courtier, both perpetrator and victim of the palace’s sexual intrigue. Her Veil Song was coy and sultry, and the showstopping “O don fatale” was a magnificent study...Read More
With a voice of remarkable power and depth, Barton brought lyrical grace and zeal to a wide-ranging program of songs...Read More
From the first lines of her entrance prayer Barton boldly gave notice that this was going to be an old-school, gratifyingly big-voiced Adalgisa...Read More
Barton’s vocal grain is somehow both dark and bright, radiant and cloudy at the same time...Read More
Read MoreJamie Barton, making her LSO debut, wrapped her dark, glowing mezzo around the Hebrew texts warmly, drawing a fine balance between grief and nobility…
Read MoreDebuting with an already fully developed interpretation, the justly deserved standout among the vocal cast was Jamie Barton, who offered a magnificent Leonor. A big voice – meaty and velvety, with generous volume and extensive range – it’s also delicate, with an attractive timbre and impeccable placement, and a homogeneous lined-up sound…
Read MoreSoft and soulful in "Schafers Klagelied," strong and firm in "Gretchen am Spinnrade," Barton can do it all and made everything sound so simple…
Read MoreBarton possesses a powerful mezzo-soprano that she can fashion to fit various demands, summoning up a hard amber sound when she needed to project authority, and finding a much softer, more lyrical note in her lamentations…
Read MoreMezzo Jamie Barton is already an international phenom with that dazzlingly creamy voice and commanding stage presence. As Waltraute, she shines most bright in an achingly beautiful mini-scene that displays her glorious voice to full effect…
Read MoreIt’s hard to find adjectives superlative enough to describe her voice: huge and sumptuous, but with such broad possibilities of color that the singer can chill the blood with just a glint of steel in the tone. Lurching, heaving and writhing nonstop, she looked as if she might any moment explode out of sheer malevolence…
