I don’t know about you, but this week has been wearing me down. Mr. Wizard has died, Gaza seems poised to erupt into inescapable civil war, we found out that, from 1957 until 1987, over 75,000 Marines and family housed at Camp Lejeune in North Carolina were exposed to toxic tap water that “contained 40 times the amount of toxins considered safe”, the CIA is recruiting Sudanese Arabs (you know, this Sudan) to infiltrate jihadist groups, and by the way? We’re now thinking about arming the same Sunni militant groups that have attacked US troops in the hope they’ll turn on Al Qaeda linked groups.
That kind of shit just gets you down. But then I see this little gem of a clip featuring a big shy man going on ITV1’s ’Britain’s Got Talent‘, and suddenly the world is just a little less awful. I don’t know if it was the song choice, the emotion and fear so evident in his eyes, or just how this man completely pwnd an audience of 2000, but Paul Potts singing a bit from ‘Nessun Dorma’ literally brought tears to my eyes. That’s how beautiful it is.
So just sit back, turn up your speakers, and enjoy a really wonderful and amazing rendition of ’Nessun Dorma‘, by this otherwise average, shy, and nervous mobile phone salesman from South Wales, and maybe the world will look a little brighter to you, too.
update: I noticed (too late) that the audio was out of synch, so I switched the clip to a better quality Quicktime format.