I once read a quote from sci-fi author Ray Bradbury, in which he explained that he liked to carry toy dinosaurs around. He’d pull them out of his pocket to show off, and whenever somebody was disapproving, or thought they were silly, he’d say, “Fine. Then I’m taking my dinosaurs and going home.”
I’ll be posting an item — OK, make it two with this one — about the breakup of Belgian girl group K3. Officially, Kathleen Aerts is leaving while Karen Damen and Kristel Verbeke are carrying on, but I don’t see how they can keep it going.
On a Dutch entertainment web log, this appeared the morning of Kathleen’s announcement (edited from a Google translation):
The rumor machine is running at full speed. Half an hour ago, a press release was broadcast that at the end of this afternoon a press conference will take place in Antwerp on the future of K3. On Twitter are the rumors that K3 will fall apart. It’s no strange thought, because now the ladies Karen, Kristel and Kathleen are too old for kiddie pop. We will of course keep you informed …
This was the sad scene three days ago, at that hastily prepared press conference, announcing Kathleen’s departure. Consider K3 to be my toy dinosaurs.
