Paul Potts, interesting story.
He'll be down here next year to perform at the SOH.
There was quite a bit of media coverage of him recently but the serious opera community seemed to classify him as a novelty act.
No doubt he'll make a wad of money and deservedly so, he deserves a break and the chance to fulfill his dream.
Don't know about the comparison to Vegas, maybe it's very accurate. Paul I doubt will ever get a place in an opera company.
Yea, yea, I know I'm a woossy but that clip gets me every time. The moment Simon rolls his eyes is priceless. And if I recall correctly he did go on to win. Thanks for the reminder and the inspiration.
I am going to disagree a little with Spot, I don't think Potts is Vegas. He's got talent. But the real Vegas is Connie Talbot, the little one, a couple of minor flaws and missing a few teeth, but we just love her still, and she will probably be perfect when she grows up fully:
"There once was an ugly duckling
With feathers all stubby and brown
And the other birds said in so many words
Get out of town
Get out, get out, get out of town
And he went with a quack and a waddle and a quack
In a flurry of eiderdown"
( Danny Kaye circa ? )
Gonna remember this tomorrow, when I gaze into the mirror before I shave.
this guy has actually been compared to the likes of Pavarotti and his rendition of one particular song (ythat i cant remember right now)was rateed even higher than pavarotti's....
Spot, thanks for posting that. Not perfect, a bit rough one spot, but quite wonderful. It would be a shame if we were to find joy only in perfection; the vast majority of us could be but spectators.
What strikes me most is not his performance (extremely good and headed for excellent) but the way it disarmed the three critics; he did not have to rise to their level of celebrity; they were instead whisked back to the realization that celebrity is an illusion, and we all walk, scratch and think pretty much the same way. In their behind the scenes comments at the end of the clip, the critics were speaking as normal people, almost humbly.
That's a good thought to keep in mind if I'm ever in a pitch meeting for one of my Vegas-edited films. The guys across the table are not gods, and we are both hoping for the same thing.