So Much For J-Lo's Big Announcement. - Page 2
...Anthony made his entrance from below the stage, rising to stage level on a platform, dressed in a pearl gray suit and white shirt unbuttoned to reveal a heavy cross, his otherworldly tenor piercing through the smoke, crooning "Aguanile" to a solo flamenco guitar.
...Anthony is a man who knows how to milk a moment, how to lower the volume in "Hasta Ayer" ("Until Yesterday") until his band's rhythms are just percolating under the surface and then pumping up the volume until the sound swells the theater, forcing the Puerto Rican-flag waving crowd to its feet, dancing in the aisles.
But I have no such convictions concerning J-Lo:
But where her husband's performance was relaxed and organic, hers was all flashpots, multiple bump-hiding wardrobe changes and video clips from her previous incarnations, with hyperkinetic backup dancers and backup singers to bolster her own more cautious dance moves.She worked her way through her hits, from "If You Had My Love" to "I'm Real," with Ja Rule's raps recorded on tape, to her newer efforts, "Let's Get Loud," to pleasing enough effect. Still, all too often, the music provided by Anthony's fabulous band overpowered her thin vocals, and it was hard to tell where Lopez ended and her backup singers began.
She just is not a strong singer to start with (let's face it, her vocal machinations are, well, machined in the studio), and when you're pregnant it just makes it that much harder to sing. As a singer and musician myself, I know.
So to get back to the original point....Jennifer, come over here again. Just announce it already. You're not so important that the future of the free world rests on your keeping this a secret. Announce it or I'm going to start a rumor that you're really fat and this is just weight gain brought on by overdosing on Moon Pies and Yoo-Hoos and chocolate-covered bacon.
No, that's my stash, get your own.
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