Irene and I
the newspaper shot!
shots of this concert!
(Left) Monica Naranjo, surrounded
by the three dancers that go onstage with her in her performances, during
her performance. (Right) General view of audience
The "importance" of thinking
you are a Diva
An unfortuned Monica
Naranjo offered in El Sauzal her particular version of a concert
At this stage our amazement
capacity is asleep, waiting for originality to appear and reconfort us.
The show offered
last Saturday night by disco-drama diva, Monica Naranjo, wansn't neither
original nor amazing.
The only surprise -for she
showing no respect- of a tedious and rythmless spectacle came at the beginning,
having the few 2000 members of those present an hour and a half, until
the artist decided to go onstage.
The halo of international
star whose life seems to owe her a round makes her succumb as a performance
right from the start.
The concert didn't leave
the initial coldness, grown up by the ballad consecution, that slowly mined
audience's patience and attention, that started looking for an exit an
hour after the beginning.
The "kebab" smell given
away by improvised grills close to the stage, alleviated the boreness of
a show said to last two hours, by words of the own singer, that luckily
ended an hour and a half after the beginning.
To general surprise, a growing-up
murmure coming from moving groups among the audience, competed with the
sound of the ambiguous and sometimes uninteligible voice of Monica Naranjo,
that didn't do anything to revert what was happening.
Except by the three dancers
that where onstage with the more and more anorexic diva, the concert succumbed
by her contempt to the audience.
Thanks God, we'll "survive"
to Monica Naranjo.
Monica Naranjo heading for
the audience as ending a song
SERGIO NEGRíN - SANTA CRUZ
Diario de Avisos - Monday,
3rd July 2000