I’m sorry, but it’s Rant time again…..

Can we have them live forever? I can't bear the alternative......

Sometimes, I just want to explode at the sheer stupidity of it all.  On BBC 2 , we had the electric Proms bringing together the collosal and undeniable talents of Elton John and Leon Russell. Cue deserved and unconstrained joy. Then we had the flies in the ointment.  Who, in the name of all that’s holy, convinced Elton that Plan B can sing???? Let’s be perfectly clear on this – He absolutely MURDERED ‘I guess that’s why they call it the blues”. The guy can’t carry a tune in a bucket. He’s just some “sarf landan” chancer who should be tossing burgers at Maccie D’s. It’s another example of the pervasive skewed thinking that lauds every fashion abortion that trips off the Milan catwalk. Open your eyes people!!!! He’s utter, utter tripe!  To compound matters his nonchalant ‘awight mate’ greeting of the legendary Leon Russell had me seething at his indifference to his surroundings. I live for the day when this bloke gets terminal laryngitis. I was practically kicking him off the stage from my comfortable viewing position. His appearance on the show was like depositing a turd on a Leonardo da Vinci.  The most vexing question has to be though, What does Elton see in him? how could he have him destroy his song like that?

It didn’t get much better, either. The daftly-named Rumer (she’s probably called Doris or something) came on looking distinctly underwhelming, and sang a barely passable version of Russell’s classic “Your Masquerade”. I counted at least 2 flat notes within 40 seconds. Apparently, this bird is the second coming as well. Listen everybody, and listen carefully….SHE’S JUST OKAY, no more, no less, I’ve worked with at least a dozen girl singers that could wipe the floor with her, so where does all this hysteria and hype come from, and why is it showered on her?  Our standards are plummeting, and when the giants such as John and Russell are no longer with us, God help us if all we’re left with is the likes of Plan B and Rumer,  because in the words of Don Maclean, that will be the day the music died.

Kev Moore