26/11/2004
I'm crying in my heart...
But I'm smiling too... and because of something that happened just now, the very minute I started writing to you-
I'm upstairs, and sprog minimus (who, let me reassure you is not bunking off school, but waiting fly off to a hockey tour) is downstairs playing the piano. Quite spontaneously she started to play a piece of Tchaikovsky that my mother used to play. For a few moments I might have been a child again, listening to my mother playing the piano...
My sadness is for another reason altogether.
Last night I heard a musician who excited me as I haven't been excited since the first time I heard Cleo Laine in concert.
Cleo Laine was fortunate indeed, because her husband and fellow musician, Johnny Dankworth with his band, provided a glorious frame for his wife's outstanding talent. They both shone, because neither ever tried to outshine the other.
Where is Will Young's manager? Where is the producer of his show? Where is his musical director, for heaven's sake? Why did his talented band drown him out? (And he has a big, big voice.)
Shall we blame the sound technicians? No, I think we look higher than that. And whose idea was it to deny over ten thousand fans an encore, so that at the end of the concert the stadium echoed with boos instead of cheers?
Where was the planning? The long final set could have been cut short to allow for Will to come back on stage and satisfy his cheering fans with a couple more songs. I for one would have loved to hear him sing with just a piano for accompaniment. Then the final song could have been a barnstormer that would have had everyone dancing in the aisles.
Will young has a wonderful unique gift- apart from the fact that he has an instantly recognisable voice, a huge range, and can incorporate any number of textures and colours into his voice, not to mention a jazz feel that rivals the greats, he can sing in tune- and how many excuses have we heard over the years from other artistes and their managers for why this doesn't, or can't always happen?
Will Young, you was robbed.
Get yourself a new manager fast- you deserve someone better
Love to all
Susan
I'm upstairs, and sprog minimus (who, let me reassure you is not bunking off school, but waiting fly off to a hockey tour) is downstairs playing the piano. Quite spontaneously she started to play a piece of Tchaikovsky that my mother used to play. For a few moments I might have been a child again, listening to my mother playing the piano...
My sadness is for another reason altogether.
Last night I heard a musician who excited me as I haven't been excited since the first time I heard Cleo Laine in concert.
Cleo Laine was fortunate indeed, because her husband and fellow musician, Johnny Dankworth with his band, provided a glorious frame for his wife's outstanding talent. They both shone, because neither ever tried to outshine the other.
Where is Will Young's manager? Where is the producer of his show? Where is his musical director, for heaven's sake? Why did his talented band drown him out? (And he has a big, big voice.)
Shall we blame the sound technicians? No, I think we look higher than that. And whose idea was it to deny over ten thousand fans an encore, so that at the end of the concert the stadium echoed with boos instead of cheers?
Where was the planning? The long final set could have been cut short to allow for Will to come back on stage and satisfy his cheering fans with a couple more songs. I for one would have loved to hear him sing with just a piano for accompaniment. Then the final song could have been a barnstormer that would have had everyone dancing in the aisles.
Will young has a wonderful unique gift- apart from the fact that he has an instantly recognisable voice, a huge range, and can incorporate any number of textures and colours into his voice, not to mention a jazz feel that rivals the greats, he can sing in tune- and how many excuses have we heard over the years from other artistes and their managers for why this doesn't, or can't always happen?
Will Young, you was robbed.
Get yourself a new manager fast- you deserve someone better
Love to all
Susan
