What’s wrong with Diana Krall?


Just wondering if anybody else saw Diana Krall on tour this past summer. I had been a very big fan and had previously seen her live years ago in San Francisco and Tampa/St. Pete. My recollection was that she was amazing in concert...she played flawlessly, she was engaging, and her ensemble was very tight. However, I took my wife to see her this past June in Memphis...man what a disappointment. First, they were 20 minutes late hitting the stage. Diana seemed like she was under some chemical influence...she mumbled her requisite bon mots to no one in particular, forgot lyrics to some songs (!), and basically took most of the night off, letting her bandmates do an extended jam session with lengthy solos on every song! Looking at customer reviews from her performances at other venues, this had apparently been going on for quite some time. Her whole set, including a halfhearted encore, was only about an hour. God, I hope she is ok and pulls herself together...what a terrible waste if she can’t.
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Van Morrison was already a great singer when the debut Them album was released in 1964. Listen to him on "Baby Please Don't Go" (a Big Joe Williams song from 1935!) and "Here Comes The Night" (written by Bert Berns). He, like Stevie Winwood, already sang like a man. Winwood was 16 years old when The Spencer Davis Group recorded "Gimme Some Lovin'" and "I'm A Man"! 
Krall is considered a Jazz artist, a field not unfamiliar with substance abuse. I was an early fan of Costello (on his first album the band was San Francisco-based Clover, whose members included Huey Lewis on mouth harp), but have never liked The Attractions, and soon tired of Costello's out-of-control vocal vibrato.
I’ve seen some of our greatest artists at different points in their lives, and they have been almost like different people. I’m thinking mostly of Bob Dylan and Brian Wilson. I’ve also been involved with a few artists, and saw first-hand how they not only soar to greater heights than the rest of us, but also sink to lower depths. They provide us with our greatest joy, but sometimes at the cost of their own. I have not been the same since Richard Manuel of The Band committed suicide, and really mourn the loss of Elliot Smith (a really sweet guy whom I met), Danny Gatton, and Del Shannon, all of whom did the same.