When I was still in my early teens, I had no appreciation for any other type of music except for N*Sync, Britney and the Backstreet Boys. Then, one brisk November weekend I was tasked with accompanying my Grandma Ella to the Opera. She had season tickets and the NY Metropolitan Opera House was her favorite place. I never understood why she loved opera so much.
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Then I heard him sing this aria.
By the time he sang the last notes, I was in tears and I was utterly amazed at how much the music just moved me. To this day, I still cry when they sing Nessun Dorma when I watch Turandot.
But no one can do it better than Luciano.