BritneyMania...hits streets of San Francisco! Gays burn CD's???

 

As I headed up Polk Street bright-and-early this morning, I spied a 6' 3" tall muscle-bound stud all dolled-up in a pink satin frock, paired with chic pricey heels, topped with a blond fright wig (a parody of you-know-who?); a bevy of bodacious boy-toys cruising merrily-along; and a line of Britney Spears fans that snaked - somewhat uniformly (with the help of the City's finest) - down-and-around several blocks as far as the naked eye could see.

About every ten minutes or so, when the queue inched forward, the thronging masses roared so loudly that the commotion could be heard a 1/4 of-a-mile-away.

Of course, the Pop Diva - Britney Spears - was about to take the stage live! in a free concert sponsored by ABC TV's popular morning talk show "Good Morning America".

However, up until curtain call, there was still some confusion about where Ms. Britney was set to alight her sexy bod!

This was evident, when I stopped to snap up a soda, and overheard two studly young guys chatting each other up.

"Just think, right now we could be in the Castro District with thousands of hotties watching the Britney Spears concert outside the Castro Theatre," one cutie chirped to his obvious lover.

Not!

Last minute, citing security issues, ABC was inclined to relocate the Spears extravaganza to the Civic Center in downtown Frisco, instead.

As I noted in a post last evening, a few of the shopkeepers on Castro Street also complained about the potential loss of business due to traffic jams (!), which may have figured into things a tad.

Post:  03/26/11

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Some dim-wit actually sent me a message to inform me that the concert was cancelled; then, in the next breath noted that it had been moved to the Civic Center.

Huh?

ABC TV never cancelled the show, they simple changed the venue, for security reasons.
Needless to say, dedicated Britney-ites managed to fathom the mystery out, and ended up at the "Church" on time.

Was that God-awful stench wafting over the City by the Bay the residual effects of CD's burning all over the Castro District at the witching hour?

This morning - when I conducted a Britney Spears image search - I also spotted a couple of nasty photo shopped stills that spoke volumes.

Hell hath no fury like a Queen scorned!!!

But, for the most part, the shining multitudes who turned up this morning were nonplussed about the last-minute switcheroo.

Brit followers were elevated into the realms of ecstasy at the thought of being just an arm's-length away.

Provided they passed mustard with the burly security guards at the door.

Because City Officials were adamant that there would not be any "sleep-overs" in the squeaky-clean confines of the impressive Civic Center last night, Diva-lovers were forced to rise (maybe not shine) early to land a coveted spot in the limelight.

"I've been here since 7 o'clock," I overheard one pretty babe in Britney gear flutter to all within earshot.

There was quite a media frenzy too, as helicopters buzzed overhead non-stop to capture an aerial view of the Britney phenomenon.

Curiously, a publicity still of Billy Graham on one wall of the concert hall screamed out to the gathering throngs:

"Jesus forgives you!"

And, Britney's fans, obviously.

Later!

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An image ABC TV prefers!

Whitney Houston...whacked wash-out performance stalls comeback trail! Rusty pipes crack sound barrier...

Media outlets were awash with all the tawdry details!

No sir!

Whitney Houston's much-ballyhooed comeback concert - staged outdoors to accomodate throngs of excited fans and hopeful industry-insiders  (broacast live! on Good Morning America to far-reaching rapt audiences around the globe) - was anything but the triumphant return the former Diva (and her handlers who- no doubt - wrung their hands in dismay along the sidelines) was shooting for.

Critics far-and-wide not only trounced the troubled crooner's lackluster stage performance - but also shed an unflattering spotlight on a once-glorious voice that now cracked and faltered and wheezed from the get-go - casting doubts on her songbird future.

Whitney was quick to blame an alleged hours-on-end interview (the day before) with Oprah Winfrey for ravaging her golden pipes - and ultimately - snatching the wind out of her sails the following day at the ill-fated concert that brought the curtain down on her lofty dreams of a place in the sun once again.

The Oprah excuse was ludicrous, at best.

Granted, it is wholly possible to suffer a strain from too-much blabbing.

For example, last year at a Film Festival in Dallas, I chatted up so many filmmakers and members of the press one long drawn-out media event, that my own pipes caved in for about a half-a-day or so.

But, in that circumstance, I was straining to make myself  heard over a few dozen voices in a packed overheated screening room.

In a one-on-one interview - with quiet on the set - it is highly doubtful that Ms. Houston would ever encounter a smidgen of circumstances inclined to rob her of her ability to vocalize thereafter in any capacity.

Drugs - whack, for instance - just might, however!

Notwithstanding the obvious, Houston's decision to perform in the specific venue chosen for the - um - auspicious occasion -  live on stage, outdoors, before a huge crowd in an open-park setting - was (quite simply) a bad career move.

For starters,  the accoustics for a concert under the foregoing circumstances, would be pretty much non-existent. 

Consequently, any vocalist worth their weight, would have been battling the elements to rise up and be heard above the din (to their detriment).

A smaller more-intimate stage would have been preferable.

Here, Houston was forced to charge about a wide-open expanse like a galloping horse in search of a proper gait to build on, with a hope and a prayer.

Well, they shoot horses, don't they?

But, there's always studio work, Whitney.

And, a dollop of sweetening in the sound-mixing phase,  to take the edge off that crack in your voice!

Save going cold turkey, I guess.

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