Monday, April 13, 2009

Oldies? Goody!!

You know how some of your favorite performers lose their voice when they get older? I mean maybe it’s not necessarily their fault, but for whatever reason, you start to wonder why they’re still touring, kinda like Mick Jagger. Well, let me tell you… Ray Stevens… still got it baby!!! Lol I was very impressed since he is as old as Moses; he even sang the Tarzan yell in ‘Guitarzan’ with apparent ease and he does all the voices the same still.

My dad was as giddy as a teenager, I’m not sure if it was his new set of teeth or the fact that he hasn’t been out in 100 years, but something made him smile ear to ear.

We took pics with him before we went in.

The last time I saw a show there I was told no pictures (and they said anywhere in the casino) so we left my dad’s good camera in the car thinking we couldn’t use it, but when the show started they announced that people could COME UP TO THE STAGE to take pictures during the first two songs. WHAT?!!! I wish I had known that before because now I can’t leave and come back in.

I curse “damn it” as I squat and run to the front of the stage with my cell phone. And to prove that I am not the only weird fan of this oldie’s icon, I took pictures of the people taking pictures with me at the foot of the stage. You may not be able to tell, but we are all sitting either cross legged or on our knees.

As they left one by one back to their seats, I stayed and took each better place to try to get a better picture with my faulty cell. I tried and tried for two songs to get a decent picture with that thing but it was like he was running from me. I know I’m a bit insane, and I realize that they can’t really see anything because of the lights, but I swear, every time I held up my phone to get the ‘good one’, he looked my way and he turned around before it clicked. Damn it again! This is the best one I got, the rest were worse if you can believe it.

His backup singers are pretty clear in this one. They had nowhere to run I suppose.

After crawling around on the floor for 10 minutes, I went back to my seat where poor Si looked so bored, and my dad was holding his phone up so my mother could hear (I roll my eyes). The show was pretty good, he sang all of the old classics that he is known for and sounded great while doing it.

After the show I made my dad gamble a little bit.

That’s Si behind him trying to strike a goldmine. After just one drink and a few dollars lost, it was getting past my dad’s bed time so we took him home. The luck angel wasn’t with us, but we had fun anyway.

Ciao babies!

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