... my girlfriend is training to be a classical singer.
The Conservatory she attends had a project week this week that culminated in three nights of Peer Gynt, the first of which was last night.
Peer Gynt is a fairly weird Opratic production, but it doesn't fit genre's very well; sort of Becket with singing and a bit of dancing, arguement with god/self/same thing... although I don't speak Dutch properly (or German) yet, so that's a vauge synopsis.
Anyhow, my gf was in the choir. I just thought it was so cool that I could pick her voice out of sixty or seventy, clear as a bell, shining away.
Her voice is developing from something impressive to, well, wow, and it's on nights like that I really get to appreciate it.
Keep on rocking in the free world...