One of the great things I was able to do while I was on vacation was check out MS. O’s touring musical play: The Color Purple in San Francisco. My sister Channon (pronounced Shannon)

knew how much I love plays and what not got us these killer seats. First, it is a great play. And I even got a tickle out of a string of surburan women (not going to mention color) talking during intermission about how they had never seen the movie and was confused to which part Ms. Oprah played.

“I just can’t see her playing Sophia-must’ve been Celie.”

I’m of course was like: “What?! Who hasn’t seen The Color Purple???”

Channon just laughed at my dismay and reminded me of the culture difference. But still….

Anyway-Like I was saying. I loved the play. Teared up several times-BUT what is The Color Purple without Shug’s powerful song MAYBE GOD IS TRYING TO TELL YOU SOMETHING? I mean-C’mon!

Again, my sister also points out something else. Did I really want to hear Michelle Williams (of Destiny Child) sing it?

The answer is: NO!

Ladies, we all know that there are singers and there are sangers. Michelle Williams ain’t no sanger. In fact, as far as music ability for stage-she was the weakest link. Usually the brothers and sisters that hit the stage-whether it’s Broadway or on the Chitlin’ Circuit-can sang, sang, sang.

That wasn’t all that was wrong with Michelle Williams.
From the moment she appeared on stage and collapsed (Shug is sick when she first appears) my mouth fell open.
Beyonce and ‘em should have their asses kicked for not giving this girl a sandwich to eat. People when I say this woman is skinny-I want you to picture Nicole Richie pre-pregnancy and you might be in the ballpark. Really-a walking, talking, singing bobblehead.

Just a damn shame.

Still I had a wonderful time. The play was great-though I still love the movie better. If the play comes to your town, it is a must see.

But I think somebody need to do an emergency intervention and make that woman eat