i remember the time i first saw JB on tv, he had a sweaty beat up face, the crazy pompadore hairdo that looked like plastic, I couldn't understand a word he was singing, his boys brought him towels on stage, and a cape for him, started leading him off the stage and he shook them off half way and went back to the microphone, started singing all over again, rinse repeat, rinse, repeat, and the crowd was eating it up.
i was mesmerized. i thought, man, this is so stupid and so ridiculus, its actually kind of cool.
Over the years, i developed an affection for the guy.
RIP JAMES
Gunthr