I always felt like Boy's choirs were a little manufactured (like medieval boy's bands or something), but whatever floats your boat Matron.
The only time I attended a boys' choir concert (a friend of #1 son was an alumni who was performing with them that day) my jaw dropped when they started to sing. I truly thought it was the voices of angels I was hearing.
Oh, and the overbite, and the slightly-tufted hair, and the awkward feet...such a beautiful age, 'though it doesn't feel such at the time...and then,of course,THEIR VOICES CHANGE.
Beautiful. Doing Eric Clapton proud.
Post a Comment