Tony Squires opinion - Sunday Telegraph 3/12/06
Dec 3, 2006 8:55:40 GMT 10
Post by winterlong on Dec 3, 2006 8:55:40 GMT 10
Heres a Tony Squire's opinion piece...
Full article here
..and here is some edited highlights..the article starts with Elton John and finishes with the retirement of the yellow wiggle...D is the "meat in the sandwich", so to speak..
While Elton may worry about his new gear being paraded on radio, Damien Leith will have no such concerns.
He's been swanning about this week with a bemused look on his face, wearing the Australian Idol sash and tossing his first single at enthusiastic radio programmers. Night of My Life, which could so easily have been a bog-ordinary power ballad, has become a pretty vehicle for his fabulous falsetto.
This bloke can really sing.
Sadly, the finale at the Opera House featured some spectacular moments of singing in the key of z-flat.
The group massacre of Coldplay's Fix You was excruciating. The song was slaughtered in a moving feast from the forecourt stage, up the carpeted steps and into the main drama theatre, with the final 12 idolists taking turns to wrap their tonsils round the corpse and flog it with their dubious harmonies.
It made the annual rock eisteddfod look subtle.
It made Mark Holden's white tuxedo look tasteful.
I have to confess: I've grown to love Shannon Noll, and I enjoyed his cliche rock act.
But when Guy Sebastian starts thrashing a guitar and telling me he's hot for "elevator love'', I'm moved to watch something more credible. Like Today Tonight.
Full article here
..and here is some edited highlights..the article starts with Elton John and finishes with the retirement of the yellow wiggle...D is the "meat in the sandwich", so to speak..
While Elton may worry about his new gear being paraded on radio, Damien Leith will have no such concerns.
He's been swanning about this week with a bemused look on his face, wearing the Australian Idol sash and tossing his first single at enthusiastic radio programmers. Night of My Life, which could so easily have been a bog-ordinary power ballad, has become a pretty vehicle for his fabulous falsetto.
This bloke can really sing.
Sadly, the finale at the Opera House featured some spectacular moments of singing in the key of z-flat.
The group massacre of Coldplay's Fix You was excruciating. The song was slaughtered in a moving feast from the forecourt stage, up the carpeted steps and into the main drama theatre, with the final 12 idolists taking turns to wrap their tonsils round the corpse and flog it with their dubious harmonies.
It made the annual rock eisteddfod look subtle.
It made Mark Holden's white tuxedo look tasteful.
I have to confess: I've grown to love Shannon Noll, and I enjoyed his cliche rock act.
But when Guy Sebastian starts thrashing a guitar and telling me he's hot for "elevator love'', I'm moved to watch something more credible. Like Today Tonight.
