‘Thomas Atkins made a very appealing Tom Rakewell. He was an extremely charming performer, bouncing around the stage, or flouncing off with frustration and ennui with verve. His confrontation in the graveyard was among the highlights. Atkins sang with desperate zeal and his tight vibrato wound round notes of steely intensity. Perhaps the most special singing was saved for his scene in the madhouse. Transfigured by delusion into lovesick Adonis, Atkins did wonders with his head voice and falsetto. At times, he was glassily fragile, as if on the cusp of tears. At other times, he was creamy, indulgent and lost in his visions of Venus.’

Benjamin Poore, Opera Wire