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LOCATION: SIEGFRIED & ROY'S JUNGLE PALACE
The most astounding, the most stupendous, the most magical performance of Siegfried & Roy's career was no illusion. Siegfried had just finished buzz-sawing Roy in half at the Frontier Hotel in Las Vegas when a couple of the white tigers in their act started doing the wild thing onstage.
"It was 18 years ago," says Siegfried in an accent as heavy as German potato salad. "Neva, the male, was banging the hell out of Sitarra, the female."
"They were very loud and noisy," recalls Roy in an even heavier accent. "Her hissing was so sharp it could have cut him in half."
"They weren't so much Romeo and Juliet as..."
"...Tyson and Holyfield."
Mortified, Siegfried ordered the house lights dimmed. "But they were not dimmed," he growls, fixing Roy with a death-ray stare. "I thought, What can I do? It's O.K. if Neva interrupts my act, but if I interrupt his, he kills me."
So the chivalrous conjurer removed his tuxedo jacket and held it as a curtain between the two beasts and the 1,504 humans in the audience. While Siegfried sweated it out, Roy stood in the wings, laughing uproariously.