Ethics Hero: Neil Diamond

Singer-songwriter Neil Diamond has the reputation of being a really nice, down-to-earth guy, and there have been many episodes in his career demonstrating that. He’s over 80 now, and years ago announced that his singing days were over because, like fellow retired singer Linda Ronstadt, he is suffering from Parkinson’s Disease, which makes controlling one’s vocal chords difficult. Nonetheless, when he has been feeling well and the occasion is right, Diamond has warbled, a bit wobbly, despite his malady, as when he sang briefly at the Keep Memory Alive Power of Love Gala at the MGM Grand Garden Arena in Las Vegas, where he was being honored, and last summer at Fenway Park, where “Sweet Caroline” is played during every Red Sox game as a crowd sing-along, when he made a surprise appearance and joined the crowd.

Over the weekend, the new Broadway jukebox musical “A Beautiful Noise” opened on Broadway. Diamond was guest of honor naturally, and, as you can see in the video, got up in his box and sang “Sweet Caroline” as the audience went nuts. Sure, Diamond was assured of a positive response no matter how he sounded. but he is in a distinct minority among famous performers, most of whom are sufficiently vain (or perfectionists) to refuse to perform, or in some cases, even appear in public, once their talents have decayed to a point they deem unacceptable. The rare ones like Diamond, however, are willing to be a shadow of their former selves to give an audience a thrill they will never forget.

And that’s what he did—a gift, to them, to Broadway, even to me.

Bravo.

Ethics Hero: Neil Diamond

 

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The pop singer whose ear-worm of a 60’s hit, “Sweet Caroline,” inexplicably became a Fenway Park crowd sing-along tradition made a surprise appearance at the Red Sox-Royals game this afternoon, apparently voluntarily and at his own expense, to contribute to the festivities as Boston celebrated the end of a violent and frightening week. The song has been played at other ballparks in recent days, even at Yankee Stadium, in a show of solidarity with the besieged city and its residents.

Neil Diamond flew to Boston and contacted the Red Sox slightly before game time, saying he was eager to sing along with himself in the seventh inning. Surprised club officials assented. So he wandered out onto the field, looking paunchy, old and happy, and sang into a microphone while his ancient record played—since this was all impromptu, there was no other accompaniment available. And the crowd loved it: you can watch and listen here.

Unlike David Ortiz, Diamond didn’t have to resort to obscenity to give his appearance emphasis. He gave an unsolicited  gift to Boston and Red Sox fans, lending his talents to the celebration without compensation because it was a caring and classy thing to do. It didn’t matter that singing along with his 44 years younger self was hardly flattering, or that the sound was lousy, or even that “Sweet Caroline” is hardly Gershwin or even Billy Joel (I always preferred “Cracklin’ Rosie,” myself).  A big, wealthy recording star simply helped the city’s  healing along by a generous gesture when there was nothing in it for him.

Neil Diamond is a good guy.