A few years ago Bev Kilner and I went to see Cher on her "farewell tour" at the Sheffield Arena, and I am not sure if it was the fact that I had split from a previous partner (who loved Cher) or the fact that the performance and venue was slightly aseptic and insincere, but I was so disappointed by the whole affair. Tonight admittedly after a Chardonnay and a very busy day, I surprised myself by watching the whole of the concert ( how many farewell tours HAS Cher actually had?) and found myself enjoying every shallow,crass,and slightly wooden minute of it!
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