In a former life my heroes had much different names. As I studied Opera I dreamed of one day being able to control my voice just like Luciano Pavoratti. I was lucky enough to see the Maestro in 1991 (my senior year in high school). It was an experience I will not forget.
I just realized I don’t have any Pavarotti, Domingo or Carraras in my iTunes collection. Forgive me while I go and correct that oversite. In the meantime, Arrivederci Maestro, until we meet again.