I Have Big, Big Stage Fright.

A Young Pregnant Wife Has Been Hospitalized For A Simple Attack Of Appendicitis. The Doctors Had To Apply Ice To Her Stomach And When The Treatments Ended The Doctors Suggested That She Abort The Child, They Told Her It Was The 'best Solution' Because The Baby Would Be Born With Some Disability But The Young Brave Wife Decided Not To Abort, And The Child Was Born. That Woman Was My Mother And I Was The Child.

I Have Always Loved Music And Singing, And I Am Open To Listen To Any Type Of Music. Regardless Of My Mood, My Heart Is Always Set Racing When I Listen To Opera. When I Decide Which Music I Want To Hear, My Choice Is Almost Invariably An Opera Recording.

I Don't Know If One Direction Will Stand The Test Of Time. I Have A Niece Who Goes Crazy For Them. But The Only Way To Judge Art Is To Wait And See If It Becomes Evergreen. This Takes A Bit Of Time. Adele Is A Very Good Musician And I'd Like To Sing With Her. But, Again, Time Will Tell If Her Music Will Become Evergreen.

The Activity Of A Singer That Sings Opera Is Similar To That Of An Athlete.

It Is The Uninvolved Parent Who Has To Resort To Strictness.