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| - I know I shouldn't be surprised that I enjoyed this show so much. After all, Barry Manilow has been performing for decades and sold millions of albums. And you don't get fans calling themselves "Fanilows," unless you're something special. But I went to see this show out of curiousity, more than anything else.
And in the beginning, I didn't really get it. When Barry came out on stage, the older ladies in the front rows (and there were a lot of them) went crazy. You could see them visibly shaking and crying and I couldn't understand why. All I could do was cringe as I watched this man try to dance.
Now here's the thing and I don't mean to be mean... Barry Manilow might be the worst dancer on the planet. It doesn't make sense to me, because he's dancing to songs that he wrote. I would expect him to look out of place at a nightclub. But you would think he would be able to move to the rhythm that he created! He can't. And for a while, it was uncomfortable to watch.
But Barry has a power. Within minutes, he had me and my husband hooked. He tells stories between songs, and he's very engaging. He shows video clips, and it's fun to see how the clothes and the hair has changed throughout the years. And of course, there are so many songs that you will recognize and know the words to... even if you are not a "Fanilow."
But I have to say, I might be one now. I know for sure that I will take my mother to see the show the next time she's in town. I just hope that she doesn't start crying, because I still don't understand that.
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