John Parr, the werewolf of Worksop, Nottinghamshire. I don't know what I expected Parr to do in this clip, after his passionate introduction and all, but that wasn't it. His performance is just beyond the surreal. If he had any trace of pride left... no wait, that's not an option.
You know, I believe that Limahl has a lot more credibility than John Parr at this point in time. Some years ago I played in a 80s cover band, and we opened for Limahl. To be exact, we played 90 minutes with a full 8-piece band, then Limahl went on stage, performed The Neverending Story and Too Shy backed by a DAT cassette and left the building.
Now, (1) Limahl had two songs up his sleeve, (2) he didn't lip-sync his performance, and (3) he wore a fun 80's "Limahl-wig" for the occasion. He (4) sure as hell didn't sport a keytar with the American flag all over it - being British and all, and finally, (5) he performed in front of just over 800 twenty-somethings in a real concert venue. Whereas John Parr... well, you'd better just have a look at it... enjoy!
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What an inspirational message for disabled children -- if you try hard enough, you can accomplish anything! ... except singing. Don't push yourselves too hard when it comes to singing, kids. Don't wanna hurt the pipes, especially not at some rinky-dink charity event for retards and gimps. I mean, c'mon! And don't waste your energy by actually playing the guitar either. What if a string were to break? Strings don't grow on trees, you know.
Bottom line, though: GREAT hair. And isn't that what really matters?
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