I had to laugh the other night. Luckily, I happened to check what was on the Ovation channel and discovered that a George Benson concert was about to start. I love George Benson. Probably has something to do with the fact that he was usually on our record player every other weekend and I have a happy memory of my father dancing around doing his little "de dah dah doo de dah" dance as he walked through the loungeroom with George in the background.
What I found so amusing and touching too, was his audience. They just loved him. It was a bunch of 50-60 somethings, all up out of their chairs, doing their little "on the spot" dances. The women in the audience were completely under his control - smitten by his romantic lyrics and smooth gorgeous vocals - leaning out to touch him and grab his hand. The highlight of the show was when one overcome by lust, grey haired granny, jumped onto the stage and started gyrating up against George. The look on Mr Benson's face was priceless. His eyes popped out of his head and he politely sidled away, eyes pleading to security for help. I'm not sure that he'd ever quite experienced something like before I'm sure his usual performance stage is taller than granny leaping allows. The camera panned away subtly, and when it returned, George was gyrating-grannyless again. What a shame. It was the best laugh I'd had all week.
Aaaaah...just enjoying "Love Ballad" for the third time in my headphones as I type.
Anne-Lise
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