Half the time I don't have a clue what Rufus Wainwright is singing, and who gives a shit? his voice is a mellifluous opium den. go inside and next thing you know it's four days later and there's drool dangling from your chin to the floor. now this is a guy who simply is incapable of rushing a song. i bet they give him coke just to get him singing in the same measure as the band. he is behind the beat, dead center in ultra cool. and he holds the notes. sometimes i'm like "is this still this, note?