As I approach 60 (from the wrong direction – I am almost 63) it is inevitable that my showbiz heroes are falling off the perch. In another decade, it will be my contemporaries. And in another – likely, myself.
Thus the subjects of my 1,600-odd YouTube uploads (which currently have about 140 million hits) keep giving me hiccups in my stats, every time another joins the Choir Immortal.
Cilla Black and George Cole are now in the company of Patrick Macnee, BB King, Leonard Nimoy and Christopher Lee (but he might be UNdead) – and we are barely halfway through the year.
Also, Misao Okawa left us. Then again, she WAS 117 (but they managed to save the baby).
Anyhoo, of late I have noticed another factor that causes my stats to waver.
In addition to Gary Glitter (Rock ‘N’ Roll Part Two – and One) and Jimmy Savile (TOTP: the bottom-pinch and a much earlier Stones intro) I have pieces up by Freddie Starr (two stage appearances) Rolf Harris (a slice of his one-man-show) Woody Allen (a rare piece of standup he did in the UK, in the ’60s) Michael Richards (some Kramer stuff and a Canadian standup) and Bill Cosby (more ’60s standup).
However, I posted all of these pieces around five years ago – at which time, only Glitter was notorious. But since that time…
…and as a result, additional interest has been attracted – but in an unexpected manner.
Of course there are the inevitable trollish comments on these assorted celebs; but the thing I find fascinating is the type of flak drawn by the COMEDIANS – specifically, from apparently PLACID types – who voice their displeasure by attacking the funsters’ COMIC ABILITIES.
A scan UP the above comedy artists’ comment sections totally proves this; aside from an occasional viewer who might well have had a piece recommended to them by a friend (like being set up on a blind date) the comments are virtually 100% positive.
…and then suddenly – commenters no longer find them FUNNY.