Even though youve put on the kilos and you looked like a pimp, you're still got the moves! We had the cheap seats ($130) and yet we could see everything. The acoustics were fine, despite several warnings and although the seats were steep we certainly didn't get a nose bleed.
George asked us if we still remember (the words) as it has been 22 years! (since his last tour) He worked the room, pointing and waving to all corners of the stadium. When the four piece band were on the runway, George said that there were no gay men in his band, laughing "come on, works works and pleasures pleasure!" Much later he told us to live our lives without giving a f*&k what people think. Finishing the night with careless whispers was the icing on the cake!