"Krisztián Cser, whose deep, velvety bass oozed sinister tenderness and Freudian confusion..."
This is from a British paper, and they were probably right. But I sing Bluebeard differently in each performance. I make a conscious effort not to decide ahead of time what kind of prince I will be. The strange story of Bluebeard enchantes me on each occassion, while I have the feeling that every time I go on stage again it means a completely different thing to me. Each time we are able to put the emphasis elsewhere, which gives a totally different interpretation to the same composition. Like a huge tree with thousands of branches and it depends on me which branch to choose.