Fred Khumalo Columnist

They say jazz is the refuge of those not sophisticated enough to understand classical music. Jazz cats, on the other hand, believe classical music is jazz that forgot to evolve, jazz that is afraid of the streets. But every now and then jazz cats like me will succumb to bouts of nostalgia and listen to a bit of Vivaldi or my namesake, Chopin. Or, if we feel particularly sentimental, go to the vaults and fish out a Pavarotti. I couldn’t believe my luck last week when I switched on the TV and caught a concert by a new singing sensation in the classical music domain. This prodigy was at the exclusive State Capture Theatre in Parktown, but the broadcasters made sure that this once-in-a-lifetime performance was beamed across the nation for the benefit of the hoi polloi who couldn’t afford the tickets. Ladies and gentlemen, a round of applause for Angelo Agrizzi. This singer can hit the highest note in a manner that would have reduced Mimi Coertse to tears when she was still singing; but ...

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