Or as the shirt worn by a woman in a Neil Diamond concert video declared, “You can touch me anytime Neil!” (Ew.)ĭiamond himself is white, after all. In a time of isolation and misery, how can you not wipe away a tear at the guy in a Santa suit, or the woman thumping out a drum fill, or the elderly couple dancing, or the toddler shaking and going “oooh oooh ooh,” or at the stadium of people singing along. Around Christmas time he unleashed an expansive feel-good split screen video of fans (mostly in lockdown) singing along to his evergreen mega-hit “Sweet Caroline.” Unlike Gal Gadot’s infamous celebrity “Imagine” video (no, I will not link to it), these are all a) regular folks who can b.) mostly carry a tune, and they belt out the familiar creepy/sappy lines-“Hands touching hands/Reaching out/Touching me/Touching you!”-with a solid impersonation of Neil’s inimitable extroversion. But does that stop him from releasing surging gloppy heartfelt AOR gold to bring us all together? You bet your bum-bum-bum it does not. Rob Verhorst/Redfernsīeloved singer-songwriter Neil Diamond is 80 this week, and he’s retired from touring due to Parkinson’s disease. Neil Diamond’s schmaltzy universalism is an exhilarating triumph for white Jewish people, but leaves out some others.
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