Remember the other day when I was talking about how old men can't rock? Well, I take it back. (Not all of it, of course. That would mean I was wrong, and I'm completely incapable of admitting that).

Who changed my mind, you ask? This man...

Ok, so Little Richard doesn't really rock. He doesn't have a crazy pyrotechnic show, nor does he bring it like like these guys, but the guy's pretty good for a 73-year-old man.

He hit most of his big songs in the show, including "Tutti Fruiti", "Good Golly Miss Molly" and "Jenny Jenny." His songs were very high energy, and he even had fun at his own expense with the audience. In between songs, he'd talk about his mixed black/Indian heritiage, including ramblings about how he didn't know what tribe he belonged to and that sort of nonsense. Although most of the jokes by themselves were from another era, Richards' emphatic "shut-up" between lines always drew a laugh.

The most memorable part of the show took place when he wanted some ladies from the audience to come up onstage and dance with him.

"All right, I'd like a big, juicy white lady to come up here and dance for me," Richard said. "And next, I'd like a big, juicy black lady to come up and dance for me too."

At this point, one of the band members came over and whispered something into his ear.

"Oh yeah," Richard said hurriedly, "Is there any big, juicy Latino girls out there who'd like to dance for me?"

Many women in the audience were jumping at the chance to come upstage, but the crew had already picked their dancers prior to the show. The women came out and dance for a song. A lady behind me was upset because "none of those girls look big to me." I had to agree, didn't mind so much.

All in all, Richard's set was a good one to see. He kept his audience happy and entertained, and was only annoying when he kept trying to hawk his wares to the audience. That, and I'm pretty sure Elvis would be pissed if he saw that Richards had stolen his outfit.

Shut-up...