...and friend.
He sure made it there, didn't he?
No more encores.
Ciao, signore, and bravo!
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It is to weep.
Posted by: Nancy Nall | Thursday, September 06, 2007 at 11:35 AM
it's like the passing of johnny cash and ray charles.
another great one is gone. mourn the loss, but after that, celebrate what he left behind.
Posted by: harry near indy | Friday, September 07, 2007 at 10:17 AM
The world would be a much, much better place today if "Italian" were thought to mean more "Luciano" and less "Soprano".
Posted by: anita | Friday, September 07, 2007 at 11:21 PM
Wow, I always enjoyed Pavarotti Singing Opera but when you hear him singing popular music what jumps out at you is the control he has over his voice, it is AMAZING!
I know that must seem to down play his true talent but most of my experience with music is not with Opera so my ear is trained in a certain direction.
I wonder how he would have sounded singing Clint Black??
Posted by: Uncle Merlin | Sunday, September 09, 2007 at 10:07 AM
WOW is not good enough for this great man. The power and memory of his voice will last forever.
Ciao
Posted by: Tom Pierantozzi | Tuesday, September 11, 2007 at 01:01 PM