R&B Singer Maxwell Returns

[Skywarp!]

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'There are not enough panties on my stage tonight," declares Maxwell, to shrieks of near-homicidal lust. He has interrupted the intro to a song called " 'Til the Cops Come Knockin' " (which is not about homemade crystal-meth production) to lodge this complaint, and soon, indeed, he is proudly brandishing an enormous pair of feminine unmentionables. (Remember the "Giant Underpants!" episode of Pee-Wee's Playhouse? Like that, but sexy.) "You got some junk in your trunk, girl," he notes, appreciatively. "I don't mind." The shrieks of near-homicidal lust intensify. " 'Til the Cops Come Knockin' " resumes. And soon, Brooklyn's finest exiled soul singer is crawli—goodness gracious, he appears now to be actually humping the floor.

 

Still, this is merely the second-most salacious moment of Thursday night's sold-out, absurdly libidinous Radio City Music Hall spectacular: Earlier, during a song titled "Everwanting: To Want You to Want," Maxwell had engaged in fairly graphic public coitus with his microphone stand. Missionary position. He was not on top. "He's freakin' a microphone, man!" my usher declared, incredulous, nearly drowned out by the ecstatic din.

 

Discuss.

[Cheech Tremendous]

I'm appalled somebody's still watching him.