Folks, do your research, George Michael was a madman. Dude had some serious pipes and before you knew he was gay because he got busted getting fresh with an undercover cop in a public restroom (okay, I knew before that), dude was a serious lady's man. You're just hating for hate's sake if you ain't having George Michael. Dude was kinda like the Steve Guttenberg of blue-eyed soul. You know, he had his moment and to deny him that is a grave mistake. Props due, fool!
And it takes a special man to hook the ladies with a sweater like that. Look, go back and listen to his solo stuff (except "Faith" because we know how that song goes). "One More Try," "Freedom," "Careless Whisper," "Father Figure," "Monkey," "I Want Your Sex." This guy turned out some serious bangers. That list right there is more than most pop acts could ever hope to achieve.
In his prime, George Michael was an unstoppable juggerknot of sexy and funky. Tragically, however, George's run of terror would slow to a crawl. After some legal and personal troubles fell upon him (or rather he ran directly into them), his career would take quite a shaking. Below is a recent picture of him after spending the night in his car--apparently after a hard night of partying. Every celebrity has a zombie picture although this one is quite bad. This is some True Hollywood Story ish right here.
Don't doubt the greatness of George Michael. The dude did his damn thing in a big way.
This picture doesn't really communicate why I like George. In fact, this is the kinda Vegas George. This is the George that's "still big in Europe." They're an easy sell over there, seriously. This the George I envision when someone tells me, "George Michael can still pack a stadium in Germany,"--thrusting his pelvis with those stupid eurotrash shades and satin suit--dude, is that a one piece?
Stop frontin' doe. George Michael was a playa and to deny it is foolish. It's futile.