O HOLY NIGHT

Here's the late great Stunning One lighting up the sky with a feverish expectant joyous (and all but incomprehensible) rendition of one of the favorites, the words no matter. She is both crystalline and diamond brilliant yet with a warm soft vibrato, a tremor of excitement. The message all in the delivery. I love the acceleration, and the last comet blazes forth with an attack of such confidence and sustained with such support as to convince the biggest sceptic that greatness is at hand.