Might be old news to some, but just caught this performance.
Certainly unexpected.
And now, for something completely different: a man with a tape recorder up his nose.
… what?
Counter-tenors are so freaky.
Dude’s got one hell of a falsetto on him, though.
Not that I would volunteer for it, but I regret having missed the prime of the castrato. I am forced to imagine it. That’s close, but misses the purity.