Canada and Australia: a Tale of Two Divas

Kylie....Céline.....Céline....Kylie.

Who wins? Who loses?

Was at The Midnight Shift last night. Singing. Whooping it up. It’s one of those fab, rare places in the gay male world--everyone’s pretty friendly, cutting lose, unwinding. Bears, twinks, leather, grey gays. A veritable hoot!

On any night, you’re guaranteed at least one Kylie song/video every 90 minutes. So in a 4 hour stint, that means au moins 2 tracks, possibly 3. And while suffering through one of her quite mediocre singles, the parallels between her and Céline were suddenly stark. Both women:

got into show biz as teens/youths (Kylie on Neighbours in her teens, Céline singing in Québec and France at 12)
Started their music careers with biggish hits (Locomotion for K; Ce n’était qu’un rêve (Q) and D’amour ou d’amitié (F) pour C)
Both have been become stars around the world
Both are scorned for being overexposed
Both are in the mid-30s and are nearing 20 years in da biz.
Both have done great songs that even folks who deride sheepishly admit to not hating (Can’t get u outta my head, K; my heart will go on, C--though it’s now in the “I will always love you--if-you-play-that-fookin-song-I’ll-kneecap-ya-ya-gobshite category)

So it’s an interesting comparison. But let’s look at the differences:

Bilingual? C, not K

Hot bod? K, not C (eat will ya?)

5 octave range? C not K

What does this all mean? Absolutely fook all