Discovering Paul Potts
Discovering Paul was an overwhelming thrill. While Iīve not been a devoted fan of opera, many of the male tenors have stayed in my view and in my collection of classical CDs. Certainly, till now, no-one has come close to the power and emotion of Nessum Dorma (from the opera Turandot) as sung by Luciano Pavarotti. I never thought I would be privileged to hear another singer approach the performance of the greatest Italian tenor of our age. Not till Mr. Potts. And itīs not that he is as good as or better than Pavarotti, itīs that he brings to this piece and his other music as well, a subtle wholeness, a smoothing sweetness even when his voice is blasting out and holding some impossibly long high note. As the title of his second CD suggests, he brings a quite passion to his music. One can feel the full range of emotion behind his voice, supporting it and easily bringing one to chills or even tears.
But beyond all the laudable things one can say about Mr. Pottsī voice and delivery, I think of how very fortunate the rest of us are to still find in our midst a talent such as his. His very existence helps renew my soul, like having dust blown away by a refreshing sea breeze. And, if I dare going closer into the deep end of hyperbole, he renews my belief in the goodness of humanity and humanityīs right to a place in the universe. There are, of course, many talented people on the planet. I know we are all grateful for this reality. People who bring us face-to-face with the beauty of the senses, from painting, to sculpture, to poetry and to music in all itīs forms. What would the world be like without Mr. Potts and those of his kind? Where would beauty reside if it were not for all the solitary hours spent in practice by orchestra musicians, concert pianists, writers, painters, singers and all the others who share their talents to create a world that has something more to offer than death, war and disease? How drab and colorless would it all be? Too bleak,I suppose,to even consider without the thought of escape.
So,Iīm thankful for and to Mr. Potts. No,I donīt lament that I did not discover him sooner. I am however, simply glad to have found him at all. And what is possibly even more exciting is to know there are other Mr. Pottsī out there just waiting to be "discovered". Itīs finding treasures such as him that reinforce my time in front of the window on the world we call the World Wide Web.
I look forward to receiving his two CDs that Iīve ordered and sharing his voice with those close to me. If his name is not familiar to you and you are not put off by male operatic tenors, then do yourself a favor and go to his website and see him in his initial 2007 performance on YouTube. You wonīt regret spending the time. I promise.

