San Francisco operagoers were having more fun than a picnic. At first they giggled, then they laughed; soon they were standing up and screaming "Encore!" It was all because of a new basso no one had ever heard of before. "He's wonderful," cried a lady with a tiara. "Who is he?"
Last week, San Francisco was learning fast enough who Italo Tajo is. As Don Basilio in The Barber of Seville, his booming and clowning had stopped the show"the kind of show-stopping," wrote the San Francisco Chronicle's Critic Alfred Frankenstein, "which makes an unknown artist a star . . . Like Feodor...
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