Silk gets smoove at Nokia.
Silk gets smoove at Nokia.

Merry SeXmas

'Twas a week before Christmas, when all through Grand Prairie,
Slow jams were straight stirring, courtesy KR&B.
A Grown and Sexy Christmas, you get the idea;
A half-dozen new jack swingers performing at Nokia.

The kids were nestled all snug in their beds,
While an overpaid sitter watched over their heads.
Mama in her hooker pumps and I in my church shoes
Had just paid 14 bucks to park six miles from the venue.

When up on the stage there arose such a clatter,
We arrived just in time to see what was the matter.
The stage lights exploded, then lo and behold,
emerge one half of Jodeci; K-Ci and Jo Jo.


A Grown and Sexy Christmas

A Grown and Sexy Christmas, featuring Keith Sweat, Teddy Riley, Silk, Kut Klose, Jackie McGee, Johnny Kemp, K-Ci and Jo Jo, takes place Friday, December 15, at Nokia Theatre.

Dance party classics and tear-spraying ballads,
The crowd ate it up like free pasta salad.
Then what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a magical flashback, goin' back many years.

Pop singer Johnny Kemp, if split into fractions
Looks one half Clarence Clemons, one half Tracy Chapman.
Kinda sounds like DeBarge condensed in one dude,
Singing songs to rock bottoms and put girls in the mood.

Jackie McGee leaves us speechless and stumped,
'Cause when you Google his name very little comes up.
But who could forget female trio Kut Klose?
They had that song, "I Like," maybe 10 years ago.

Silk then returns from the depths of obscurity
To drop some more drawers and promote promiscuity.
More rapid than eagles their groupies then came,
And they whistled and shouted and called them by name!

"Now, Darla! Now, Debra! Now, Peggy and Vicky!
On, Carla! On, Chrissy! On, Donna and Ricki!
To the flank of the shaft! To the underside of my balls!
Now freak it! Freak on! Freak one and freak all!"

And then, in a twinkling, within a few feet,
The godfather of new jack, ex-Guy and Blackstreet.
As I drew back my head and was turning around,
From stage right Teddy Riley came with a bound.

Dressed in baggy, pleated, stonewashed Girbaud jeans,
A Cross Colours jacket of orange, purple and green,
And a shiny white pair of brand-new Reebok Pumps.
Well, probably not, I made up all that stuff.

Keith Sweat set the mood for sweet, tender romancin'
With the aid of his band and a few backup dancers.
However "sexy," regardless how "grown,"
The evening eventually drew to a close.

They sprang to their limos, to their entourages gave a whistle,
And away they all flew like the down of a thistle.
But I heard them exclaim, 'ere they drove out of sight,
"A Grown and Sexy Christmas to all, and to all a good night!"


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