Or Zodak, as he’s affectionately known to musos.
Zadok the Priest and Nathan the Prophet anointed Solomon King
Names worthy of The magic roundabout. To cite Monty Python and the Holy Grail,
Ooh! I didn’t know we ’ad a king—I thought we were an autonomous collective.
Of course, joking aside, if the lyrics sound silly to us (OK then—to me), to less irreverent 18th-century ears they would have sounded imposing. Anyway, they are blown away by the music, one of the most exhilarating, spine-tingling openings to a piece ever. It always inspires reverence, even in me: