George's life, #1

George Michael was born on June 25, 1963 in Bushey (near London), Hertfordshire, England. His real name is Georgios Kyriacos Panayiotou, reflecting his Greek-Cypriot origin. His father, called Jack, moved in London on 1950's , where he married George's mother, Lesley.
He's never had a great relationship with his father, who didn't believe into his musical career. This was due of his family's economical situation, not very good at that time. His father would have preferred him not to take such a riskful career, instead of a safer job; but this wasn't enough to stop George from his dream.
He was a quite shy boy, a little fat and with pimples; years later, during his Faith tour, in an italian TV interview he stated: "I have still inside the imagine of that fat ugly boy; that's why I have decided to adopt a seky look, taking my revenge".



See this video and set the timer at 2:00 minutes. There, George talks about it.

He spent his early years in the places of his birth, frequenting Bushey Meads School; there, he got to know his mates Andrew Ridgeley and Costas Michael, and they formed a short-living group called The Executive. Their demo weren't noticed by anybody, and this was a little hit against George's decision to become a singer; anyways, he decided to keep on singing, trusting in his faculties and, why not, in the future.
Facts are talking for him!!!

George wrote a song about his childhood. It's called Round here.


This is the lyric:

My daddy got here on the gravy train
I guess my mama had a real bad start to the game
They went walking and she took his name
Round here
There was dancing in the afternoons those days
Waiting tables, chasing girls with the money he made
It was 1957, and love felt the same, love felt the same
Frightened little girl, she makes a break
Into the arms of... something better
Round here
I hear my mama call in Kingsbury Park
Just me and David and a football that glowed in the dark
Waiting patiently to make my mark
Round here
And I remember my first day at school
And I remember trouble, and thinking I was so cool
I remember it all, like yesterday
Don't you
Every time I try to leave this place
Something inside says, "You can do better"
Round here
So come with me, let me show you where I've lived
I want to put my hands in this earth again
Music fell like rain to the streets
The Specials and The Jam, to The Beat
Even though I think I've seen everything there is to see of this world
I gotta be thankful that this crowded space
Is the place of my birth
When all that I wanted, was to be someone.
Two little Hitlers in an old church hall
Some cheesy covers and those neighbours that banged on the walls
Andy says it's time to show them all
Round here
Please sir, we two have other plans
Please sir you would not understand,
What's going on
Is magical, can't you see
That some of us do more than dream
Every time I try to leave this place
Something inside says, "Keep on keeping, on and on...."
Around here
So come with me, let me show you where I've lived
I want to put my hands in this earth again
Music fell like rain to the streets
The Specials and The Jam, ABC
Even though I think I've seen everything there is to see of this world
I gotta be thankful that this crowded space
Is the place of my birth
My birth,
In this town,
Yes I guess I got to be someone
To be somebody
In the Beautiful city
This place I call home
These streets of London
It's everything I know (everything and everybody)
On the streets of London
I want to thank you
My daddy got here on the gravy train.