George Michael. 25 Live.
Master Greg and I went on our “first date” last night at the Honda Center. We arrived a little early, grabbed a few drinks and headed for our seats. The seats weren’t bad at all for something you’ve won from a contest. And our neighbors were all very cool.
It’s the first time I’ve ever realized how powerful some of his lyrics are. I mean, seriously. I haven’t really paid attention. Suddenly, George has become my songwriting hero. And inspiration.
He sounds exactly like his records. His voice is amazing. Sometime during “Roxanne”, I turned to Greg.
“I want to put him in a gilded cage so he can sing for me everyday.”
“I want to put him in my bed and make him sing a totally different tune,” he replied.
Oh yes.Â Gay or straight, the man is still pretty hot.Â He still sounds like he does back in the days.Â Still shakes his booty the same good way we all remember too.
Oh, how we both loved the concert.
I took a few videos but they were all grainy. So I’m going to borrow some clips from another concert goer just to share the joy.