Quick entry with more photos than text. Helaine and I had a fast dinner at the MGM’s coffee shop, then took the monorail to the Hilton to see Barry Manilow.
Yes, we were the youngest people there! Yes, the show was amazing.
I have seen Manilow many times before (a friend used to work for him) and though his voice wasn’t as young and sprightly, he hit all the notes. With a ten piece band and four singer/dancers, he and they were very tight. There was less schmoozing than I remember, which I missed.
He told a particularly poignant story about his grandfather… and I thought about my grandfather and how proud he’d have been had he the opportunity to see me on TV. That was a nice moment.
Manilow is one of Vegas’ more expensive tickets, but well worth it to us. We enjoyed every minute.
