3 Girls and 4 Suitcases.
Well, the night was finally here, when I would see my old heart-throb on stage again. I have seen him a couple of times before, as an older gentleman but I never managed to see him when he actually was the boy-of-my-dreams.
The last time I saw him, I was a wee bit put-off by his blatant showbiz style and so I wasn't expecting anything different last night but he was fantastic and natural and not OTT at all.
His voice is flawless, despite the choices of songs sometimes being flawed (in my opinion) and the banter that he and Marie have together on-stage, is as effortless as it was when I watched them in their Donny and Marie show, on TV, so many, many.........many years ago.
Did you know that Donny is just about to release his sixtieth album to celebrate fifty years in showbusiness. Yikes. And Marie holds the record for being the youngest ever female tv show host and was only twelve years old when her debut single, Paper Roses went to number one in the charts-Wow. She is much more overtly showbiz than he and seems to do everything 'louder'. Donny just seems very comfortable in his own skin and his voice didn't need to be raised to match hers. I had no clue that Marie could sing the notes that she can sing though and I was gobsmacked when she hit the high note at the end of 'Climb every mountain' from the sound of music. She also sang a little bit of opera and whilst her voice was brilliant, we didn't like the songs very much, so that was a shame.
Donny went into the audience a couple of times and was surrounded by middle-aged women, wanting selfies and kisses or just to hold his hand. I'm not sure how his voice managed to keep it's perfection, singing whilst being hugged and pulled but it did. He did have to stop singing at one point because he couldn't get his mic' to his mouth-lol.
So, I am back to being a big Donny fan. He's great at playing the silly big brother and I suspect that a lot of the act is no act. I may or may not buy his new album. I may just play the odd tune on you tube, when I'm feeling nostalgic.
Jen enjoyed herself and like me, preferred the first half to the second but their last song, about beginning with peace within yourself, got a standing ovation and my respect for always. I can't find a link to both of them singing it but I found a Marie version (not nearly as good) which I will share the link to.
I decided to treat myself to a couple of wee glasses of wine because I felt like it and the price wasn't too bad...for theatres. I seriously wish that I had got Jen to take a picture because the glass was not much bigger than an egg cup for that $8. I could have downed it in a oner but sipped it over...........
Meanwhile, back at the ranch, we had left Alison having her dinner, with plans to bake for school today. We found her still slaving in the kitchen when we got home, having done a couple of batches of fairy cakes and in the midst ofmaking some brownies. She had ommitted butter from her cake recipe so needless to say, they were rather 'firm' but hopefully her friends will still eat them, with their festive frosting diverting attention away from the taste and texture. Her brownies fared much better. It's brilliant that she attempted all that by herself. Of course, it would be the one and only night in one hundred and thirteen that I was not around to help out.
She went off to school this morning with a huge bag of goodies and gifts. She's hoping to fit in a power-nap before work because it was nearly one-thirty before she got to bed and she has a sleepover tonight.
We put some wee lights on our Christmas tree but discovered that our extension, for the outside lights, is too short. I will have to try to exchange it for a longer one. It's great that the house has power outdoors-yippee for not having to find ways to plug the lights in.
Well folks. I will close as I have a few plans for a tidy-up and Christmas dec's/cards that need a doing.
Much love,
Lxx
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