Sadly quiet in here, even before the sorry business yesterday.
I've been thinking about Frankie and about singing, and about why I've come to rate Frankie as a singer when that's all too obviously not a popular position to take. Maybe it's something to do with my being old enough to have been conscious of music when punk was first on the scene... not just conscious of music, but putting together the priorities in and out of music that, with some modificatiions along the way, would inform the rest of my life. Some of my favourite vocalists are fairly widely acknowledged, at least among those who know them at all, to have wonderful voices. Others - and the punk thing was especially good at valuing these, but to an extent they're around in many other genres - aren't gifted in that way but have voices that make something new of each syllable, so that whenever they perform there's a drama in the performance that makes you sit up and take notice and feel. That, for me, is Frankie.
I nearly said that was Frankie, but there's no call for getting that downhearted. The whole X Factor thing has picked him up and spun his life around and spat him out. I hope he soon finds his feet again and maybe the experiences he's just had will go toward giving him a more rounded view of life than he's had before. Selfishly, but for him too, I hope he's soon making music again, because I think his talent is very real, just not of a particularly fashionable kind. If he wants to do that, the X Factor exposure may be a great start. Twenty million people know who he is, and if only one in a hundred of them love what he does that's a fanbase most practising musicians would give their eye teeth for.
Anyways, just a friendly shout in case anyone comes here other than to mock, and if anyone does we may be able to keep an appreciation thread going. I've never liked iTunes one little bit but I installed it tonight and signed up to the store for as long as it took me to download Frankie's six songs and get them safely on to a CD. I hope there'll be more from him, with the right kind of band around him, I'm not ready to guess what that might be. I shudder at the thought that he might have given 100% to making a go of the X Factor, I doubt there'd be much left of him if he had. I guess that's the punk heritage again, I've ever such mixed feelings about a work ethic in music because the end result so often seems to me to have had all the life processed out of it. Perfect in the way margarine in a tub is perfect, and about as interesting or engaging. Frankie's vividly alive when he's on stage and that's most of what will matter for him as a performing artist.
I'm having a right old ramble here tonight. Just as well nobody's around to read it.