A Tenor for Each

Grandma is lying on the couch, eyes closed, oxygen puffing away.  Mona is in a chair, stringing beads for Grandma (turqouise and pearls? we'll see!)  Anne is in a (swivel) chair, on the computer.  Placido Domingo, Jose Carrerras, and Luciano Pavarotti are visiting.  We are all quite entertained.  Grandma has this to offer: "they DO like their clapping!"  I don't know what that means.