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watched her say this over and over again until the idea finally wore me
down and I thought, all right, for ten dollars it's not a bad deal. Oddly
enough, she sold me the program without doing the schpiel. I think maybe my
eye contact indicated a bizarre mix of dread and excitement over hearing it
again.
Finally, the moment I'd been way worked up for: after her pianist and drummer played an opening medley, and a chorus of young cute gay male singers came out and did some kind of Vegas pop song choral thing, the Debster strolled out onto the stage. | The impact was fascinating: even though she's from another era, it's quite clear why she's a star. In her presence, one felt instant charisma, professionalism and showmanship. She wore a red sparkly dress with a slit up the leg (playing very much to Shirley MacLaine's portrayal of her in Postcards), her hair was coiffed, her makeup perfect. |
"Forget your troubles, c'mon get happy," she sang, doing a little two-step.
I died. Again, it was Carrie Fisher's mom in Postcards getting up on the
piano and kicking her heels.
After that number and the applause, she started to talk-- chirpy, fast, funny. She spoke so quickly, so animatedly that it made me wonder: did Deb do a few lines before coming out on stage? |
Aside from her pure star quality, |
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