So, let’s talk about the castrati for a minute…

The castrati represent a fairly haunting time in our musical and religious histories. For those of you who don’t know, haven’t figured it out yet, or just don’t feel like looking it up, castrati were produced through prepubescent castration (as opposed to eunuchs who are castrated after puberty). Their vocal range remained largely unchanged as they grew into adult “men”, but their increased lung capacity and strength produced eerily powerful boyish singing voices.

“As the castrato’s body grew, his lack of testosterone meant that his epiphyses (bone-joints) did not harden in the normal manner. Thus the limbs of the castrati often grew unusually long, as did the bones of their ribs. This, combined with intensive training, gave them unrivalled lung-power and breath capacity. Operating through small, child-sized vocal cords, their voices were also extraordinarily flexible, and quite different from the equivalent adult female voice.” – Wikipedia on castrato

Combine all of this with the church’s adorable position on women; mulieres in ecclesiis taceant (let women keep silent in church), and you’ve just solved the problem you created for yourself. GREAT JOB, PAUL!

As grotesque as this sounds, the castrati were also known for being extremely promiscuous since they couldn’t… uh… you know…


Guess the ladies can’t resist a guy with twisted spaghetti limbs and a swollen mutant torso.

Oh, and before you go, check out this nightmare-inducing  recording of Alessandro Morechi, the last recorded castrato.

(don’t listen to this in the dark by yourself)



Yeah… I warned you…

Sweet dreams.