martin clark
pinko bodger
I'm sorry, Britten's Peter Grimes is where my nascent ability to listen to opera comes thoroughly unstuck.
I've made it through the entire Ring Cycle rather more than once, and even have a sneaking admiration for / take pleasure in Schubert Lieder. But once the fat people sing their shopping-lists in English it all falls apart. The chap behind the green curtain isn't a wizard, he's just a fat man with a thoroughly annoying vocal mannerism.
I've made it through the entire Ring Cycle rather more than once, and even have a sneaking admiration for / take pleasure in Schubert Lieder. But once the fat people sing their shopping-lists in English it all falls apart. The chap behind the green curtain isn't a wizard, he's just a fat man with a thoroughly annoying vocal mannerism.