In grade 10, I belonged to my school’s opera club thanks to an encouraging English teacher adamant on sharing his love of the theatrical art. I was fortunate enough to attend dress rehearsals for Tosca, Carmen and The Turn of the Screw. I felt like an adult and blissfully ignored the digital subtitles above the stage, pretending I really knew my Italian and French. It was only fitting that Rufus Wainwright would grab my attention with his love of opera heroines and orchestral compositions. After symphonically swelling albums and the gorgeous recording of his Judy Garland shows at Carnegie Hall, it is only fitting that Rufus would once again take it to the limit. Debuting tomorrow at the Manchester International Festival is Rufus’ first opera (and in French, no less), Prima Donna, about a fading opera singer staging her big comeback. Maybe if I play hooky tomorrow I could fly there in time for one of the five performances? Alas, I will just have to wait until next June when Prima Donna makes its North American debut in Toronto at the Luminato Festival.