Among CDs and DVDs, I don’t have two of much, but I have two versions Così Fan Tutte featuring Elizabeth Schwarzkopf—the von Karajan from 1954 and the Karl Böhm from 1962, both produced by her husband , Walter Legge. Serious opera buffs will debate the relative merits but I like them both and will play either, more or less indiscriminately (and her Donna Elvira, and her Countess Almaviva, and her “champagne operettas”). For me, Schwarzkopf has always been the talisman of a kind of ersatz nostalgia—my pining for a lost youth I never really experienced. In the afterglow, Schwarzkophf’s heyday seems like a kind of a Golden Age,
Elizabeth Schwarzkopf, died
Update: Terry Teachout has a good take here.