Neil Diamond was re-kindled (If you don't know who Neil Diamond is, you shouldn't be reading this). I thought my days of lauding the almighty crooner were over, but instead a new, Neil dimension was introduced to me. This, from a girl who cried watching the Jazz Singer. *sniffle*
Yes, it's true, I had the pleasure of bearing witness to the Super Diamond experience. This is one group that excels at dusting off ol' Neils 3-chord gems (not including those on his lapel) and infusing them with new life.
Their set list spanned the globe of Neil's contributions to the music world. From selections like Red Red Wine (which I always thought was UB40, but every one has to cop from Neil, even that one hit wonder Urge Overkill)-- to a punked-out version of Cracklin Rosie, which by the way..what the hell is a Cracklin Rosie?
They brought the room down a notch for Love on the Rocks, my personal Favorite than amped us up again with Song Song Blue. We didn't hear You don't bring me Flowers..probably cuz Babs owns the rights now. Bitch.
Musically, this band paralled if not excelled Neil's current ensemble, Diamondville. I was equally impressed with all of the band members, from the Sultry singer to the amazing dual, keyboard players! They had a passion for Neil that can not be overstated. Neil himself said so when he shared the stage with them at the House of Blues in Hollywood California. K, i dunno if he uttered those exact words, but ..SD met Neil and Cheap Trick..damn, that would be an awesome headlining tour..
So, if you ever have to endure the contempt that comes with being a Neil fan, just remember that his music endures. That or just flick them off and yell "I AM I SAID, m*TH*R*UCK*R!!!!
I hope to see them again soon.
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