WHY GOD CREATED YOUTUBE™: Battle Of The Superbowl Halftime Extravaganzas
Prince, 2007: live music in the pouring rain:
Michael Jackson, 1993: lipsynched music in the bright sunshine:
We report, you decide.
Michael Jackson, 1993: lipsynched music in the bright sunshine:
We report, you decide.
posted by John Eats at 7:28 AM
6 Comments:
DAMN.
All Hail His Purpleness.
(Or Turquoiseness, as it happens.)
I can't even make myself watch MJ after that.
I am beginning to think that paying $125 to see Prince in Vegas is probably worth every penny.
Those guitar solos make me want to rob a bank or something.
I agree, Michael Knight. I'm ready to hop on a plane to Vega$ right now.
On my way in to work this morning, my digital music player was set to shuffle and Prince's "7" came on and I almost wept openly.
Hey mr. Eats, I found the clip you suggested: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=O6a7eVJNNBs
I can hardly breathe after that. I might have a seizure if it were live in front of me.
Tax returns, fellas. Tax returns are coming up. They might just take us straight to Vegas and the Artist himself.
There can be only One.
JohnEats suggested I find this, and now I'm sharing it with y'all: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=O6a7eVJNNBs
It's Prince's guitar solo in "While My Guitar Gently Weeps" with Tom Petty and some other people, at the 2004 Rock n' Roll Hall of Fame induction.
I can hardly breathe after that. I might have a seizure if it were live in front of me.
Tax returns are coming up, fellas. They might just take us straight to Vegas and the Artist himself. I can think of no better way to spend my money right before I die of happiness.
There can be only One.
JohnEats suggested I find this, and now I'm sharing it with y'all: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=O6a7eVJNNBs
It's Prince's guitar solo in "While My Guitar Gently Weeps" with Tom Petty and some other people, at the 2004 Rock n' Roll Hall of Fame induction.
I can hardly breathe after that. I might have a seizure if it were live in front of me.
Tax returns are coming up, fellas. They might just take us straight to Vegas and the Artist himself. I can think of no better way to spend my money right before I die of happiness.
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