Rufus Wainwright
Rufus Wainwright 2005
Tiergarten
Get beyond the fact that, in roughly five years, Rufus will be holed-up in some Las Vegas ballroom playing to thousands of walking corpses looking for someone else to rattle their jewellery to now Barbra Streisand’s had herself cryogenically frozen and, really, he’s quite good. Take ‘Tiergarten’ – a gentle Walt Disney-esque ramble through snowy Berlin parkland that, through twinkling guitars and cooed backing vocals, slowly builds to a gentle-but-stirring climax. Upon which Rufus pushes his paramour on to a pile of leaves and quickly gets down and filthy, the silver-tongued charmer.
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