“We paid! To see! You go! All the! Way!” he belted in a gutteral staccato, inviting the audience to repeat him after every hit. Like an electrifying preacher, he continued and built on the sequence — “Robert! If you! Don’t go! All the! Way! We want! Our money! Back!” — until the audience was in a frenzy. He broke into a sweet, toothy grin of satisfaction, and it was clear that though he had the packed arena audience in the palm of his hand, his heart was right there with them.