Yesterday afternoon we went to a concert by Bernadette Peters in the 1894 Grand Opera House in Galveston. Wow. First of all, let me say that Ms. Peters looks faaaaabulous. I didn't take the photo on the left, but that's the outfit she wore yesterday, and when she climbed up on the grand piano and writhed around while singing "Fever," she might as well have been 21. Naturally she sang a bunch of Stephen Sondheim songs. I'm not as fond of Sondheim as I should be, so I liked better the ones from earlier days, like "Some Enchanted Evening" and "There Is Nothing like a Dame" from South Pacific. She did a knock out version of "Shenandoah," too. But "Fever" was my favorite. Sunday afternoon with Bernadette was great.
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