They sing the same line over and over, everyone else taking turns giving it their own personal touch. Everyone's pretty cool. And then B.B. King comes in and just smashes everyone to bits. He's so ultra-cool, it's sickening. He just sits in his folding chair while everyone else dances around him, and he couldn't be taking more focus if he was smashing his guitar against the monitor and spitting fire.
Legends are legends for a reason.
Carlos Santana with Rob Thomas. What is most interesting about this number is that, according to a number of the women in the theater, Rob Thomas looks so amazingly hot that many of them had sexual experiences just watching him sing. Personally, he looked like one of the guys in drama class everyone made fun of because his clothes didn't match. But then, I'm probably not Rob Thomas' target audience. And the song moves and kicks and rocks.