10 February 2008
Saw Barry Manilow in concert last night. I have one word to describe it: fabulous.
My older brother Scott was a huge Manilow fan back in the day (I probably know every word to the Barry Manilow Live album), so I grew to love him by osmosis. But as I've gotten older, I've grown to love Barry in my own right. The concert was at times kitschy, overly sentimental, and utterly over-the-top, but I loved every minute of it. (I admit, I felt like I was part of the legions of teary-eyed, swooning 60-year-old women when he played "Could it Be Magic"--one my all time faves.) And to see the Verizon Center alight with people clutching their green Manilow glow sticks, swaying to "I Write the Songs," was indeed a magical moment. At 65 (and the beneficiary of some amazing plastic surgery), Barry sounded and moved like he did back in his heyday. He was energetic and every bit the showman I thought he'd be. The audience was filled with mostly women--the AARP crowd, folks like me who brought along their best girl friends, and, predictably, gay men.
posted by MichRem @ 1:45 PM
2 Comments:
Glad you had a good time at Barry's concert but I just wanted to correct a few things you wrote. First, Barry isn't 65 yet, there are a lot of 20 something and even younger fans at his shows not just 60 year old women, and finally Barry attracts people of all ages, race, religion and sexual orientation. I think that's a good thing don't you?
You're right, Barry is not 65 yet. He's 64 and 3/4. Maybe it was just the Washington crowd but I didn't see many black faces or ppl under age 30. I can't attest to folks' religious affiliations. As for sexual orientation, as a lesbian, I CAN say the gays love their Barry!
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