*screams* OH MY GOD! IT WAS FANTASTIC!
Yes, and then I woke up from my highly perverted dream about Ronnie and a tub of chocolate chip ice cream and decided I'd watch him on The Whistle Test Years...
The year - 1975, so obviously, he had great hair, short and tousely, and oh you could just get lost in his sideburns!! And he was wearing, not the green trousers that had been predicted, but rather a very nice pair of extremely tight browny goldy shimmery type trousers (yes, fab description, I know...!), which kept me entertained no end. He had a major case of VPL, which also kept me entertained. He also wore a white long sleeved shirt, a waistcoat the same colour and material as the trousers, and a scarf (of COURSE!), which was red with white spots on it.
The song - You Never Can Tell. I've never heard anyone sing about ginger beer so nicely in my life. He growled and pouted and scowled and then smiled and giggled his way through the song as only Plonk can, so naturally I received quite a few text messages to remind me to breathe. Oh and I wished he wouldn't go "WOOH!" as often as he did, he was just being gorgeous on purpose to send me into a state of seizure and give me a hernia. *nods*
Well, on a more blokey type note so that Lynne and I aren't the only ones to get any benefit from this review... oh forget it. You know that Ronnie's wonderful and a fantastic performer, and that he sings like an angel. You don't need me to tell you that!
Anyway, apparently I have to go and do something constructive. I guess that means clean the kitchen. A woman's work is never done... Hmph.
Thanks for enduring the ramble
Ronnie, puffing like a blowfish, ambled backwards and forwards across the stage in his characteristic "Ronnie Lane Shuffle", laying down the solid and melodic bass lines that were the foundation to all of our songs, and singing so sweetly. - Mac McLagan