2 Replies to “Grazie mille, maestro”

  1. in my 20’s when i was still living in nyc i went to see him on the great lawn in central park. i somehow wound up in the vip section and got his autograph – he signed it – claudia, con amore… this was in the early ’80’s. how time flies. sherrill milnes son was there and asked me out on a date. i went out with him once but he was kinda weird… i can’t even recall his name. funny stuff…

  2. How jealous am I? Over the past seven years, I’ve had the opportunity to see some of the greats at The Met — Fleming, Hvorostovsky, Terfel — but never anyone of Pavarotti’s stature. As many of the performers I’d like to see get older (most notably Willie Nelson), I often wonder if it’d be better to see them in their diminished states or just miss the live performances altogether. I opt for the latter, only because I once saw an absolutely disastrous Dr. John concert and still regret it 15 years later.

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