Jackie Evancho...wacko mentally-imbalanced fans worse than Grobanites!

A couple of weeks ago, I penned a review of a PBS Special - which featured a young songbird by the name of Jackie Evancho - who placed second in a karaoke-style talent show on the old boob tube last season.

Post: 06/07/2011

http://ijulianblogspot.com/2011/06/jackie-evanchopbs-special-lacked.html

Although I did rave about her range, I was inclined to point out that as a stage performer the little "angel" left a lot to be desired (in a nutshell).

With maturity, and proper coaching, I expect the young chanteuse will reach her true potential one day.

On the heels of the critique, her fans were livid!

Judging by a few of the responses, anyway, which were quite hateful (and irrational).

If you thought the "Grobanites" were wacko over Josh Groban - well - the Jackie-O's take the whole "fan worship" thing to a bizarre level of lunacy.

Notwithstanding, not one irate reader was capable of intelligently articulating their rage in any meaningful or constructive way, in the wake of the critique.

When her fans attempted to post comments "anonymously" at the Tattler, the deceitful behaviour spoke volumes to moi!

Cowards!

By the way - Happy 4th of July - eh?

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Moody Blues...heady band from 60's still rocks! Special entertains!



On an off-night, I was channel-surfing, when I stumbled on a live stage performance by the Moody Blues on a cable network.

Within minutes - the distinctive strains of their beautifully orchestrated hits of yesteryear (spacey far-out compositions that are conducive to astral-travelling) - triggered nostalgic memories of my carefree bohemian days in the heady 60’s and 70’s.

Imagine that!

The seasoned heavyweights are still touring the country – and wowing fans – at sold-out houses on the concert circuit.

In spite of the fact the PBS broadcast was essentially a bare bones gig – stripped down to the essentials without the benefit of seductive sound effects or studio sweetening – the set was surprisingly vibrant and lyrical.

In fact, when two dueling guitars (one electric, the other acoustic) dove-tailed (or ran interference with each other by virtue of a bit of controlled-clashing) the effect was dazzling.

Uh-huh!

The Moody Blues succeeded in elevating their musical yearnings to awesome transformative ground-breaking heights.

The distinctive – reflective poetic musings of their youth – still resonate with fans and music-lovers alike.

Unlike a handful of their amazing contemporaries, they may be ripe for a come-back, alright!

In that event, I expect a posse of die-hard fans will be at-the-ready to slap on a platter, pop a hit of acid, and float off into space courtesy of the uplifting musical wizardry of the Moody Blues!

Favorite hit?

"Nights in White Satin", of course!

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What a trip, dude!