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Saturday 18 November 2017

All the girls I loved of course – shame about the crooner's singing attempts

Julio Iglesias in concert at the O2, Dublin last night Picture:Arthur Carron
Julio Iglesias in concert at the O2, Dublin last night Picture:Arthur Carron
Liam Collins

Liam Collins

With mounting discomfort and embarrassment I watched Julio Iglesias ruin whatever reputation he had.

It was that sort of cringing feeling you get when you want someone to stop making a show of themselves and go home. But they continue, in this case in front of 5,000.

The squirming got worse by the minute and finally descended into farce when he brought his 'warm-up' act, Alex, to sing probably his best known hit in Ireland 'Of All the Girls I Loved Before', which he recorded as a duet with Willie Nelson.

Just when you thought it couldn't get any worse, it did. They didn't realise Alex's mic wasn't working, Julio struggled with the words and his voice was so weak it was barely above a whisper at times. The band couldn't disguise what was happening.

It was left to the crowd to carry the song, as they did with a previous number, 'Crazy'. When, after finishing, Julio realised what had happened, he had a second, equally unsuccessful, stab at it.

Yes, he is over 70, but so were a lot of the audience, and at least they could remember the words. Of course he was impeccable, he talked to the audience and seemed determined to convince us he still had that Latin sex appeal.

Yet, for almost the entire show Julio was bathed in the half light; he wrestled with a stool but didn't sit on it; doing a duet with a beautiful young dancer he seemed more intent on admiring her.

His voice was weak and the band, which could have helped to carry the evening, were pedestrian at best. The only saving grace, for a male at any rate, were the three beautiful dancers trying to put a bit of fizz into the dying act. Julio assured us he was singing for applause, rather than the money. I believe him, but this was a show for which he deserved neither.

Confession – I didn't pay for the tickets and I feel truly sorry for the promoter, Pat Egan, who sent them with the best of intentions. But this was awful and I'm not a harsh critic. It was so bad that it was worth being there just for the experience itself. If it was average to mediocre it would have been forgettable, but it will be quite a while before I can get Julio out of my mind.

Irish Independent

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