The Weird Delight of “The Masked Singer”

Wild costumes, usually animal-based, completely conceal a range of beleaguered celebrities.

When I was seven years old, I began taking vocal lessons. My teacher, Ms. Dotty, was assessing my range and asked me to sing the highest note that I could.

“I can’t sing high,” I said. “See?” I squeaked out what I’d later learn was a C6. Ms. Dotty made a bit of face but quickly recovered it.