Marrying the ambisexual slap of Leigh Bowery to the anguished croon of Nina Simone, Warholier-than-thou NYC diva Antony’s 1997 debut begins at the peak of melodrama and doesn’t flag. Through emotional atrocities and raptures, it’s a vertiginous suite composed for strings, woodwind and extraordinary voice. It’d take a stony heart not to chuckle at the flamboyant grief of it all, but when he hits the right note (as on “Cripple And The Starfish”), Antony fans the embers of torch song thrillingly.