Flashback: Aretha Franklin Catches The Holy Ghost Mid-Performance, Snatches Her Own Wig

Being the AARP appointed sex kitten of the Hometown Buffet early bird lunch rush would seem like a lot of pressure for Aretha Franklin, but when the Queen of Soul is called upon to give a live performance she steps up to the plate (no pun intended, stop being petty) and always delivers a great show full of spaghetti straps greatness.

It’s nothing like having the mental note that a complimentary chicken finger platter from Zaxby’s is waiting on you backstage suddenly enter your subconscious mid-performance without warning. Skip the foreplay and get straight to the action at the 5:30 mark.