But Kevin ignored the old lady’s grumbling. He had heard plenty of similar rants from Mrs. Fitzwater about the disheartening changes in the makeup of the Met's audience. As they approached her apartment building, he was too busy trying to figure out what could have happened to John Axenbourg.
For the Met not to allow its singers to take any curtain calls -- especially during a telecast -- was absolutely bizarre. The more he thought about it, the final moments of tonight’s performance seemed like the strangest thing he had ever experienced since he first began going to the opera.
Something was very wrong.