It seems I have scored more “hits” than any other topic on the website. Of course, I use the word HIT advisedly. One person's hit is another's hate. But it appears,even those who hate...love to listen.
This is one of the joys of radio. Look at any radio message board and it will be stacked with personal comments about the presenters. Positives and negatives. Each message written evidence that the correspondent is still listening.
This is where theatre differs. If the audience don’t like you, they stay away. In hoards! My worse ever review was in the South China Post. The description of my performance in an Alan Aykbourne drama with Tim Brooke Taylor was “JoAnne Good seemed to be on another planet, she may well have phoned in her ill conceived performance". I was grateful that none of my friends or relations were anywhere near Southern Asia.
Ramsgate was nearer home. It was there that one critic described me as having an annoyingly scratchy voice. I actually lost my voice a week later and the same critic wrote “what a blessed relief”.
It's weird to think one person can write such scathing criticism about another - especially if that person is a stranger. Show biz gossip Neal Sean (who can be heard on the Late Show) is a great mate of mine. I once asked him how he can justify bitching about celebrities in print, most of whom he has never met. He said it's all in the mood. If it's written with a smile, it's interpreted as a bit of a laugh.
And I suppose that’s my gripe. You see I thought most of the messages reacting to my blog had been written by Jono. Both of us are always eager to point out each others' failings. But I know the chubby little self-effacing fellow would have done so with wit and humour!
Anyway that's all I have to say on the matter....next week you'll hear about how I fell in love with Jason Donovan.