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Sliding, gyrating, sizzling, the man, the legend, Har Mar Superstar. Boy oh boy he did not disappoint. As he oozed on to the stage in a white suit featuring backless and frontless Christina Aguilera style chaps and a tight red vest we knew we were in for a treat.
An earlier sighting of the rare Bill Oddie in the upstairs bar had already made it an all-star gig but once Har Mar started to belt out the tunes that excitement had doubled. The combination of sultry tones with funked up beats and an awesome selection of dance moves confirmed Har Mar is not a gimmick. The man simply breathes sex, yeah on the street you wouldn't look twice but up on that stage with that aura, voice and moves he becomes a sex god! The room was full of panting women and envious boyfriends all lusting after one man and some even offering their women to him as a sacrificial 'if you won't snog me then have my girlfriend' type offering.
As he glided from "The Handler" to "Body Request" with those beautifully melodic tones you got the feeling that his latest album was a homage to early Motown greats such as the Jackson 5 and Stevie Wonder and he did not disgrace them one bit. He didn't falter a single note as he pranced around the stage and it was evident he was relishing in the fantastic atmosphere as much as the crowd were. When "DUI" started playing the crowd went mad and as far as the eye could see cracking dance moves were braking out as if the venue had just been stormed by a large group of Pan's People.
Just when we thought it couldn't get any better he left the stage to return wearing nothing but a pair of tight red hot pants and socks. There wasn't a dry flange in the house!
The highlight of the evening for me was Har Mar Superstar at his filthiest and most flirtatious performing his classics from the first album "Powerlunch" and "Ez-Pass" and the stage was covered in bras! Being a mere 5"4 I had a bit of trouble seeing the stage at times but the atmosphere more than made up for it. Sweaty dancing, singalong sleazy moments and the knowledge that at least half the crowd were gonna go home for some nookie (probably including Bill Oddie) made it a night to remember.
An earlier sighting of the rare Bill Oddie in the upstairs bar had already made it an all-star gig but once Har Mar started to belt out the tunes that excitement had doubled. The combination of sultry tones with funked up beats and an awesome selection of dance moves confirmed Har Mar is not a gimmick. The man simply breathes sex, yeah on the street you wouldn't look twice but up on that stage with that aura, voice and moves he becomes a sex god! The room was full of panting women and envious boyfriends all lusting after one man and some even offering their women to him as a sacrificial 'if you won't snog me then have my girlfriend' type offering.
As he glided from "The Handler" to "Body Request" with those beautifully melodic tones you got the feeling that his latest album was a homage to early Motown greats such as the Jackson 5 and Stevie Wonder and he did not disgrace them one bit. He didn't falter a single note as he pranced around the stage and it was evident he was relishing in the fantastic atmosphere as much as the crowd were. When "DUI" started playing the crowd went mad and as far as the eye could see cracking dance moves were braking out as if the venue had just been stormed by a large group of Pan's People.
Just when we thought it couldn't get any better he left the stage to return wearing nothing but a pair of tight red hot pants and socks. There wasn't a dry flange in the house!
The highlight of the evening for me was Har Mar Superstar at his filthiest and most flirtatious performing his classics from the first album "Powerlunch" and "Ez-Pass" and the stage was covered in bras! Being a mere 5"4 I had a bit of trouble seeing the stage at times but the atmosphere more than made up for it. Sweaty dancing, singalong sleazy moments and the knowledge that at least half the crowd were gonna go home for some nookie (probably including Bill Oddie) made it a night to remember.
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