I am totally, heart-palpitatingly, hyperventilatingly, Beatle-maniacally in love with Rufus Wainwright. I was sitting in the second row and it took all my self control (that, and the large black man strategically placed to prevent stage rushers) not to storm the stage like a crazed teeny bopper and throw myself swooning at his feet. If you EVER get a chance to see him perform, go! He is one of the most passionate singers I've ever seen. He writes his own songs, his voice is amazing - part cabaret chanteuse, part opera diva, part folk singer - and he has a deeply emotional way of playing the piano. The man is drenched in talent. And, girls and boys, he is gorgeous and mind-blowingly sexy. My god! Naturally, he's gay.
Well, as you can probably tell, I had an absolute blast tonight. Live music - in a small enough venue so that you can really see and feel the performer - is magic. No, it's art. And seeing art being created right in front of you; what a privilege and a joy!
Take a moment and watch the video below. It's Rufus, channelling Judy Garland but still making the song his own. He has another song (you can see it on Youtube) called "I want a gay Messiah." I think I've found mine.