Wednesday, January 21, 2009
At Last...
Aside from the indescribably delicious fact that the Obamas are the suavest, coolest, sexiest people on the planet; that Barack makes the rest of us men feel profoundly inadequate with one tiny lock of his knee in a slow dance (crap, why didn't I think of that?); and unless they're consummate, Oscar-worthy actors, these two beautiful people love each other very, very much, another observation suggests itself: Beyoncé can sing the living shit out of a standard. I like that.
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The girl was awfully damn fine in Cadillac Records, which only shows how wretched recording production values are now.
gruele?
Yeah, but what was she wearing? I mean Beyonce, not Mrs First Lady.
I'll see your gruele and roaise you a Phitokic.
I missed this performance, too, until I saw clips the following morning.
My misty-eyed musical moment surprised me: at the Inauguration when the quartet played "Simple Aire." Not sure why, but I choked up. Maybe it was that a little class was on exhibit after eight years of a faux cowboy with his shitkicker boots up on his desk.
Aretha was great too. "Queen of Soul" - a majestic and well-earned sobriquet but still not enough.
I've been using "The Mighty Queen of Soul" for years.
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