As I drove away from Shelburne Farms today, there were tears in my eyes.
I was sad to leave, but the tears formed when I heard that Luciano Pavarotti died this morning. Immediately, I found his rendition of Nessun Dorma on my Ipod and listened to it several times. If you haven't heard it, please listen:
Hearing Pavarotti sing live was on the "Life List" I carry around in my head, and now that item will never be checked off. I'm sad for me, and sad for the world because that gorgeous voice is forever silenced.
06 September 2007
Arrivederci, voce bella.
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This, from NPR asking people to describe the sound of Pavarotti's voice:
"To hear Pavarotti is to wittingly empty the breath from your own chest that he may better present its intentions" — Ardith Wagley
"Humanity taking a victory lap" — Bradley Niblock
"All the magnificent architecture that has yet to be built" — Olivia Linda
"The universe vibrating inside your body" — Lea Mai
"The voice of every castrati crying out for heirs" — Charlene Rauch
"What seagulls must think they sound like" — Dick Hershberger
"The sound of your heart when you suffer a tremendous personal loss and you're asked, 'How do you feel?'" — Michael McCarthy
"A newborn baby's first taste of air" — Jessica Carlson
"The upwelling of joy for no particular reason except that you're 17, it's spring and the universe is beautiful beyond bearing" — Judith Anderson
http://www.npr.org/templates/story/story.php?storyId=10376467
Phil, thanks for leaving this . . . how wonderful.
Nessum Dorma is one of my favorite of his recordings. I just feel it through my whole body.
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