A couple of weeks ago I saved a few bookmarks to Diigo and marked them as 'private' - they related to information about our forthcoming holiday (I'm am really quite excited about this; we booked it as a relaxing beach holiday, but having examined the guidebooks, we have realised that we might spend some time hill walking and taking in history and ethnography of 2½ millennia). For some reason, that caused my subsequent links also to be saved as 'private' and thus not dumped onto here daily.
So, without further ado, here they are
There's probably less to this story than the headline suggests: acrimonious parting is always going to lead to bad-mouthing, often in public.
Besides. far from Katherine Jenkins 'starting to believe her own hype' isn't it more of a case of her having believed her management's lies for several years.
Still, the comments make for
entertaining reading. And, interestingly, not a word about this article
on her fans' forum which has a Kremlinesque level of censorship.
Last Night of the Proms to go live at cinemas worldwide
Waltraud Meier heads for the Proms
I am so looking forward to this. I do so like Waltraud Meier, and wish she would perform here more often
This has recently had comments added, subsequent to last night's performance, including one from Elaine of Random Jottings
America still making a big deal about Rounders
What's hilarious are the very many comments pointing out that:
- the dress is too tight
- She's a Barbie doll
- she looks cheap/needs her roots doing
Us plebs, who work with our brains rather than our boobs, tend to have cheap ill-fitting clothes, because we have more important things to focus on.
But I would expect a dolly-bird to pay as much attention to details such as a decent hair do and the right size of overpriced crap as I would to ensuring I get the most up-to-date version of a risk register. It's slovenly and unprofessional to do otherwise.
(But Katherine Jenkins slovenly and unprofessional attitude also shows in the singing she does as a sideline to the dress-wearing and partying
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Glyndebourne diva Ana María Martínez falls backwards into orchestra pit
It 'aint over til the fat lady... falls into the orchestra pit. Opera singer hurt after embarrassing accident at Glyndebourne
If
I were Ana-Maria I would sue the Daily Mail for that headline. (And I don't think it's news because it was 'embarrassing'). It
seems her fall was cushioned by a cellist. One hopes the cello is okay
I can't really decide which corner I'm in on this one, but suspect ultimately that it would have to be La Jenkins. She's just a liar and a fraud, which are trivial compared to the Mail's multiple hatings (a bit like deciding whether you'd prefer a turd or petrol bomb through your letter box)
But, still, it's entertaining to read the attacks. Sadly, although the Mail claims to have dropped its policy of pre-moderating every comments thread, it has retained moderation on this one. Whether to censor the likes of me, or to prevent a troll-fest from her sycophants, who knows?
She's Jordan of the 1830s.
Well, I suppose with the fake boobs and desperate need for publicity, this points to you-know-who one day finally Living the Nightmare and playing Carmencita on stage.
I
don't really see Don José as squeaky-voiced Peter Andre.
But I can
see the Reality TV show, At Home with Carmen and Joe in the mountains;
I can see the tabloid headlines of Carmen partying in Ibiza with hunky
torreador Escamillo.
Tickets £7.50 -£30.
3 October
But with Roberto Alagna, rather than the hunky Herr K as suggested in the picture
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