“Let the reverend preach to you a little,” he told the crowd in the early going. He called for champagne from the bar, “the good stuff, not the cheap stuff,” then launched into a moving rendition of “Amazing Grace.”
That segue would be incongruous for almost anyone but Green, who exudes such sincere joy that it’s impossible not to be swept along with it.
Every time we read rapturous stories like this one in the Orlando Sentinal about Al Green’s transcendant performance there, we get a little jealous. How about a little sugar our bowl, Al?
