In honor of Pride, let's pay some attention to Patrick Wolf. Here's one of his latest...perhaps not his absolute best, but will you ever again witness the fabulousness of singing with stuffed foxes?
Wolf is one of those hard-background youths who has wrung absolute beauty from his soul in spite of it all. He reminds me a bit of the boy profiled in the strange, insightful Mr. Foe:
View a bit more of him--first as a visual and aural poet:
Then as a balladist:
Finally, I wouldn't want you to miss Wolf's fierceness: