The Big O in Britain Page #3

he still had the goods to... top them.

# Just before the dawn... #

He just stood there...

And sang. That's all he did. He didn't do anything else.

I don't remember him putting one foot to the left or right.

# I can't help it

# I can't help it... #

That was what the impact was.

It was that he had the nerve... to do that.

To just stand there and let his voice do the work.

# It's too bad that all these things... #

Some people just give off this aura. They don't have to move about.

I've been trying to do it for 30 years, but it doesn't happen with me, so I stay in the shadows.

# Only in dreams... #

In my case, when you see me perform,

what happens is that I sing and the audience watches me do that.

# Some-a-times I think she's almost mean as me... #

On opening night, I had between seven to 15, 20 encores.

Paul and John grabbed me by the arms and said, "Yankee, go home!"

They wouldn't let me take my last curtain call but it was in good fun.

And that voice, my God! It used to annoy me, it was so good.

# Each place we go

# So afraid... #

He'd sing Runnin' Scared and his mouth would go... # Just runnin' scared... #

Like this, this tiny little movement of the mouth.

And he'd get to the end of that song where it goes up and up and up and his mouth still wasn't moving!

Not a lot. Not like, "I'm really gonna give it the full whack."

He'd still stand there and his mouth would open slightly more.

Then out would come this incredible note and I think that was what was so thrilling.

His modesty, in combination with his vocal prowess, was quite something to see.

# You loved him so... #

He sounded different from what we'd ever heard before. Elvis didn't do that.

And just a difference in sound that man made, that's why he was so popular.

# If he came back

# Which one would you choose? #

I never had any formal training. I think maybe it's just that I might be a baritone

with a real high range, two and a half octaves or so, but I never checked it.

# His head in the air

# Oh, my heart was breaking Which one would it be?

# You turned around

# And walked away with me. #

I started singing this way because I was writing songs

and I wrote the melody that I heard in my head

and then I had to sing those notes as well. I didn't know how high or low you were supposed to go!

# I could smile for a while... #

when I tried to sing along with it, of course,

it sounded like a wounded duck!

Because of his range.

And it was something to sing along with to learn how to sing.

#..couldn't tell

# That I'd been cry-y-ying... #

If you could sing along with it,

you became aware of how to make your voice do things

that we might not have understood.

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