The ever constant fan pursuit

 Yes. I have come out of retirement to comment on the most recent Manilow world fan news. 

In January, an article appeared on Page Six of the NY Times about a group of fans "crashing" Barry's dinner with Bruce Sussman.

"A group of Barry Manilow fans serenaded the singer with his own 1978 tune “Copacabana” as the entertainer and his longtime songwriting partner Bruce Sussman were enjoying dinner at the NYC hot spot."

 

I'm sure he was thrilled as the fans proceeded to start a conga line in the restaurant. "Insert sarcasm".

The “Mandy” singer, 78, was amazed by the crowd’s devotion to the disco classic.

“Barry was giggling and screaming to Bruce, ‘I can’t believe they all know all the lyrics!'” the spy added.

I could never do something like that when a celebrity is enjoying his dinner. Yes. We all feel like we know the man. We love his songs. We enjoy his shows. But he also is a person who values his privacy. Saying hello is ok. I suppose even asking for an autograph is acceptable. But a conga line?

It never ceases to amaze me the lengths people will go to "let Barry know he is loved". What the article doesn't tell you is how long those fans probably have been stalking him all over New York to find out where he eats and the places he frequents. I wouldn't put it past them at all. It also doesn't tell you the conversation he and Bruce had afterwards. Boy, would I have loved to be a fly on the wall in that cab or limo.

With Harmony set to debut soon and Barry and Bruce frequenting New York restaurants, expect more of these shenanigans. After all, he owes his fans everything...and that means he has to put up with these invasions of privacy every day. And. End with sarcasm.

Leave the poor man alone,

Texas Fan