Robbie…Robbie…Roaaaaaarrrrrrr…our hero steps back into the Glastonbury glare for one last encore. It’s the song to end the show, one from the heart, the years of pain, the years of glory, all bursting to get out, to reach out, to the fans, the showstopper. And so, it begins…
If I'm still breathing...maybe I'm dreaming...
Either way I'm screaming on the inside
From the subtlest of foreplay, we build slowly, slowly…to the big moment, the crowd sweating, lips parted, anticipation…
Got to wash me down and take the fire out of me... Got to wash me down and take the fire out of me...
On his cue, the band breaks it down, almost silent, he keeps on teasing, hands in the air, I cannot hear yooooouuuuuu. Come on! The crowd are on it…
Got to wash me down and take the fire out of me... Got To Wash Me Down And Take The Fire Out Of Me... GOT TO WASH ME DOWN AND TAKE THE FIRE OUT OF ME...
His hands are above his head, we’re clapping. Steady nodding, catching their eye, we’re all on it, he’s on it, we’re in it! Louder, louder…
The band slowly brings itself back up from the floor, building, building…to the cue to drummer…full on orgasmic chorus:
Oh I'm burning, I'm screaming, never slow it down I am kicking at my feelings Nobody's fooling! You're never going to cool it on me Got to wash me down and take the fire out of me
Wham, Bam, Thankyou Ma’am…end of show….lights down, crowd up. We want more, we want more…always leave them wanting we want more, we want more…
My roughly mastered demo of Burning Out can be found here.