I was surprised I guess at how frail he seemed. But after all he's turning 83 in May. I think his seasoned age made him that much more more endearing to the audience though. You just wanted to go and gave him a big, but gentle, hug of thanks. Kind of like your grandpa.
Though well advanced in years, man, he still had "it". It was very passionate performance. He was very humble and relational, joking about his Ricola cough drops, forgetting words a little, and losing his voice only to get it back some by the time his singing parts came along.
Thanks, Burt!
Did you know there are a couple of songs I've written in the past that were purposely both a pastiche (a fancy word I learned in a Stephen Schwartz bioraphy!) of those classic Bacharach/David tunes? Take a listen below!
Window Seat
Yes, Love
The concert looked something like this:
