I thought he was dead, but apparently not. Rupert’s mob reports:
Neil Diamond has lashed out at big-name performers who “rip people off”, vowing no one will pay more than $99 to see him live in Australia.
They’d have to pay me $99 to go to a Neil Diamond concert, and even then I’d wear earplugs (and dark glasses to avoid being recognised). What sort of brain dead Baby Boomer would bother going to hear Neil Diamond? (Help! I’m beginning to sound like Paul Watson.)
But there’s worse. The story continues:
The move contrasts sharply with the $580 for best seats for the Eagles tour in November and the $1530 ticket for Barbra Streisand in 2000.
Great Caesar’s Ghost! (as Perry White used to say). I’m not even going to think about Barbra Streisand, but the Eagles weren’t worth listening to at their peak back in the late 70s, not even after a dozen cones of Mullumbimby Madness. This may well be a sadistic crime against humanity to rival Lindy Englund’s laughing and pointing at Iraqi prisoners’ penises.