Rufus Wainwright

Rufus Wainwright's first album was really good, but it was also really hard to take. There
was something so strident in the display of his talent: navel-gazing poetry, high-drama wit,
harmony from nineteenth-century classical music and melodies influenced by musical
theater, plenty of key changes. But it also felt precious beyond belief, and a good part of
that had to do with Wainwright's narrowly pitched, nasal boulevardier's whine.... More >

If he's not really a singer-songwriter, how come he always writes to the tune of his own voice? ("Cigarettes and Chocolate Milk," "One Man Guy," "Greek Song")