Past Prime

I love George Michael. Rather, I used to. I used to find him incredibly sexy and talented. He was the only man with a beard that I found attractive. Well, he was 1 of 2. Commander Riker, Number One on Star Trek: The Next Generation was the other man. Yeah, I'm a schmaltzy geek. But poor George - his best years are truly behind him. He needs to catch some of Mariah Carey's second wind. I bought his album Patience sound unheard because I loved his music. That is, until now. Wow, what a downer most of that album is. I can appreciate his jazzy stuff, but... I don't feel that he's grown. Unless you call the infusion of Eurotrash backbeats to be growth. Le sigh, George. Talk to Mariah, mmmkay?