By ANNE MIDGETTE [NY Times, 21 March 2006]

However often you see him, the tenor Ian Bostridge remains a startling figure on the concert stage: tall and beanpole-skinny, like a Giacometti sculpture come to life, with the presence of an Oxford don. Some singers, when they use a music stand, try to detach themselves from the printed page. Mr. Bostridge, singing Handel arias with the Orchestra of St. Luke's on Sunday afternoon, seemed willingly to read from the music, like a professor giving a lecture, as if telling the audience about coloratura runs rather than, completely, showing them.