The House of the Holy Afro...what a brilliant show...to break the image of all African stereo types...coloured Afro wigs..men in high heels wearing, funky felt skirts...it was Rocky Horror goes Soweto..I lurved it...but the comments around!. Next to me sat two older (my age) ex Australian beauty queens, good figures, and died blond hair (like mine)..."Well honestly this is not what I expected, I thought they'd play drums and do something a bit more African"...on my left sat the 'Baitz's' friends, a very funny conservative couple from Joeys....Jo Anne bent forward to ask them how they were enjoying this piece and Elaine said "I hate it, we really hate it" So SA cannot jump into the year 2009 without some flack..those that live in other countries and miss their little ole South Africa, want little ole fashioned Zulu dancing, with swinging beads and boobs. The crowd in front were going beserk, us on stands, clapped politely. Then I decided to go down....the others followed. Here was the pulse of Africa going straight for the jugular...There was the most beautiful couple on the dance floor, he tall, handsome, black with dreads, she tall gorgeous with her very own Anjolina lips....I had hoped they lived here in Perth, but I think they might have been crew.....I could have stayed to party and shake that bootie, which one is invited to after the show..but my partners in crime and their mates had had enough.....I felt proud to have been born in Africa man!
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