I'm just not a pederast, hating especially solo boy sopranos, with the result that certain otherwise respectable, even beautiful, works become off-limits, nothing but mean shrieks to my ears: Falla's El Retablo, for example or Bernstein's Chichester Psalms. If I can take Britten's Turn of the Screw, it's because the little boy therein is meant to be a monster; in Peter Grimes he never opens his mouth.