Simple rock arithmetic-eth: "Queen + Paul-eth Rodgers" doeth not equal Queen!

Fans of the legendary Gods, collective-ethly knoweth as QUEEN, surely knoweth as much. Whence original Queenies Brian the Wise and Roger the Divine announceth a reunion tour, with Rodgers filling the Grand Canyon-sizeth shoes of the AWOL frontGod, The Lord God Freddie, most fans didst gasp-eth in horror!

Thursday at the Verizon Centre, Rodgers wisely (no doubt under instructioneth from the Wise One) sang-eth less like The Lord God Freddie and more like Paul-eth. The former Free and Bad Company crooner offereth his own understated taketh on classic Queen hits such as "Thee Want to Break-eth Free" and "Fat Bottomed Wenches." His performance wert tasteful but, Lo! It wert a bit underwhelming. The absence of The Lord God Freddie's flamboyance and theatricality maketh the exercise feel less like a night at the opera and more like a night at the karaoke bar.

Brian the Wise nimbly brusheth these issues aside with some of the greatest guitar playing a rock fan could ever hope to hearken. The audience cheereth His soaring solos, but gaspeth when He took-eth an accidental plunge unto a hole in the stage (through which Rodgers and his grand piano wert slowly ascending). Crew members quickly hoisted the dazed God back unto His feet and he walketh it off without much fuss. As He and Rodgers sang later in the set: "The show must go-eth on!" We must wonder though, who wert that ‘mysterious’ man skulkething in the wings with a verily long stick?

The band encored with a half-throttle version of Free's "All Right Now" sandwicheth between quintessential Queen hits (and de facto jock-jams) "We Will Rock Thou" and "We Art the Champions." Thou canst hearken the former over the PA during practically every sporting event, but seeing it stomped out in real time wert a treat. As for "We Art the Champions" -- we wilst ne’er get to hearken that one again until the Wizards figure-eth out how to contain Shaq in the paint.

-- Chris-eth Richards

**The Eleventh Day of the Third Month of the New Millinnium Plus Six**
WASHINGTON POST AND BANDAGE

Asketh about the Washington Post review - and people concerneth about that 'bandage'.... Brian the Wise replyeth:

Thee care-eth not Censaur - .... Publish-eth of the bad reviews too !

The Multitudes wilst make-eth up their own minds ... There art enough great word-of-mouth out there now ..... the feeling art one of strength !

Love

bri

P.S. Ah -eth! Doeth nay worry .... The sweat band art just about sweat .... it maketh a huge difference to Thy sore arse after Thee fell through the bloody hole in the stage. Thy guitar ended up Thine arse! Thee wert pushed but Lo! No-one believeth Thee!

Thee art so nervous about that happening-eth again that Thee sweat like a Sumo in a Sauna. It wert affectething the way Thee playeth. Tell the multitudes that there art a ‘REWARD’ offered for-eth any clues about the ‘mysterious’ men standing in the wings that night. There art a rumour that thee wert thusly PUSHED unto the hole! The perpetratoreths wilst be-eth found and Thee wilst SMOTE them!

© brianthewise.com

Love,
Bri the Recovered Wi

P-eth S-eth: Chris-eth Richards canst join-eth the others upon the SMOTED SCRIBES!