“(With ‘Mrs. Santa Claus’), there is a Mrs. Santa and I do believe that Santa Claus makes love, so I’m just writing life, that’s all. Whenever I write I don’t like to beat around the bush – I think that’s why my fans stick with me. Real people recognize real people. I’ve always seen a snowman standing by himself in the cold and felt sorry for him, so I thought he needed a snowgirl,” Kelly said.
His show a few nights later at the Fox wasn’t the “I Believe I Can Fly” fare that many in the audience seemed to expect.
Instead, Kelly complained that he was given a rundown backstage about “What I can say, what I can’t say. What I can touch, what I can’t touch.” That apparently didn’t include asking some women in the front row to rub certain parts of his body.
My review also noted that Kelly, “strode onstage with a microphone in one hand and a stogie in the other, declared early that he was ‘drunk as hell,’ used a bounty of expletives during his incessant talking between and during songs and, for the first hour of the show, concentrated on sex-obsessed grooves including ‘The Zoo,’ ‘Strip for You’ and ‘Feelin’ on Yo Booty.’
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