Bette

On Saturday april 30 i took in the beautiful beast that is bette...

i laughed, i cried (almost), i ate hot chips.

At the tender age of 59, miss m bounded about the stage like a teenager, swore like a sailor and managed to crank out her old faithfuls faultlessly.

she put shit on john howard, westies,and even sang the vegemite theme song.

gotta love her! don't you just?

she belted out most of the classics: wind beneath my wings, from a distance, the rose and also a rendition of peter allen's tenterfield saddler and also sang my favourite beaches ballad "i think its going to rain today."

more interesting than that though - she's a filthy bitch!

she had all the blue-rinses sitting aghast at her potty mouth and crewd jokes.

yay for bette! more of the swears and less of the god stuff!

she had this filmed skit where she was taken to the court of judge judy and ordered to apologise to anyone who had ever ever watched television or seen one, for the atrocity that was the short-lived sitcom Bette... and she lost and she did apologise.

she chastised Xtina for trying to capitalise on the "cheap blonde with big tits look" that she claims to have created. she pointed fun at brit and kev. it was a regular riot... of sorts.

Bette was great, even if i id feel a bit out of place in my ziggy stardust ankle socks, fishnets and big furry coat.

yay for bette!

wish you had've ben there elmos and nads!