even though the guy is semi-pro, you gotta love the whole act...sniff

I'm not even going to watch this. I just want to say that I am imagining rose petals falling from the rafters over his performance. When he hits a high note towers of sparks fly over the audience, only they dissipate before being able to burn anybody. Then an old Italian widow comes on stage and weeps. Just before sharing her famous ziti recipe to a group of starved orphans, she dies.
The judges cry. Everyone in England is changed forever. Opera!

"We felt the hair on our back go up". Eww.

Fucking hell! You've won us over! We give! ...just tell us where to buy the album...
Enrico Caruso smiles upon you from heaven. Which beggars the idea of some German crazy in the Amazon dragging a boat over a mountain in order to build an opera house for this guy to perform in.

An ugly man with bad teeth who can sing extremely well.
If that doesn't embody England, I don't know what does.

Yay, the whole song! I think he's going to have to take a stage name if he wants to do shows, though. The first time I heard of him I was expecting that he did tacky "parody" impressions of evil dictators.

PS: the background singers are horrible...is that intentional?