“I was right, I was right.” See this blog post I made months ago, Meat fit for a king…or a “Dancing Queen.” I knew way back then that the Soulful Songster was going to slip a little Abba delight in his finale concert. (I think a couple of you got the message. However, for you, let’s say, “slow” people, better luck next time.)
So, for anyone who doubted my close relationship with The Man, now there is proof. The performance was an obvious shout-out to yours truly. Why else would he sing Dancing Queen, out of all the songs in the known universe?
If anyone needs me, I’ll be on my throne.
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Gay! Do my intuitive, and dare I say, nearly prophetic eyes deceive me? Is this really you, or just a reasonable facsimile meant to lull us into a false belief that this amazing and life altering blog will remain open and active for a long time, into the far distant future?
If I were not such a seriously intellectual student of music who prides herself on self-restraint and overblown hyperbole, I would quite possibly do a happy dance right now, just knowing that our Rambunctiously Reminiscent Rogue of Rock and Roll closed his tour with a loving tribute to the greatest supporter any musician ever had in the history of recorded music! For those of you who may be reading, and who lack my overabundance of “Gray” matter, I would be referring to one Mr. Gay Charles.
Thank you Gay, for setting aside your reading material, washing your hands, and coming down from your exalted throne of superiority to remind us anew, why it is exactly that you are superior to us.
I bow before the throne, ready and willing to do all, and be all, if only to have one more moment in your glorious presence.
Holy Smurf! Is this post a shoutout to me??????
Gay, my loins are singing your praises once again!
When I saw that video of our Divinely Decadent Dancing Dude shaking his baby maker on stage for all the world to see, my first reaction was total climactic joy! But, my second reaction was sheer bliss knowing that he was shaking it for our Lordly Liege of Lambastic Love!
If anyone ever doubted how much these two mean to each other, watch the video again! I swear at one point, I saw our Jocular Jivemaster mouth the words, “This is for you, Gay” while he was getting down and dirty with that dancing.
And it was, and is, and always will be, for you, Gay!!!
I am so happy about your Internet resurrection, oh Gay one. Though it may seem as if we have all abandoned you, in truth we have not. We know where you now make your new home (even though the IQ-challenged who assist you in your masquerade try to hide your true identity). We realize that your profile as per your contract (or lack thereof) must remain low, so we, your devoted minions, have followed suit and are lying low in our pursuit of you. After all, “c2what” is compared to nothing! As you continue to make your “Splash” here and there, just know we are not far behind, following your every move. But be careful, oh gay and hefty one: Agents and industry execs have eyes and they have friends in SP places! Keep that Massachusetts booty out of harms way. Enough said.