Yar. I saw Madonna last night. Three words:
A. Fucking. Mazing.
For anyone who has said that she can't sing or can't lip-sync, you need to just see her in person.
Some quick notes:
- Did she pole dance? Yes
- Did she flip off the crowd? Yes
- Did she make lewd gestures with her hands down her pants? Well....yeah but I'm not going into detail because my mom is reading this
- Did she make derogatory comments about George Bush? Hell yeah
- Did I love every minute of it? Oh yeah
I would just like to say that I want her body. Actually...where is my genie? Damn him he was here a second ago....Where is he-...Oh, there you are. Yes genie, in addition to eternal life for myself, my family and a few choice friends, along with buckets of money to last a life time oh and more wishes, I would like Madonna's body. Now. But with my boobs. And a smidgen of my ass because hers is kind of flat. Thanks.
*ahem*
I went to the concert with Rose, of course. She's my concert go-er of choice. Our seats were pretty up there. Like way up there. Like 5 rows from the ceiling up there. I mean they weren't the greatest seats but we looked down directly onto the stage and the jumbo-tron was right in front of us so it didn't really matter. Check it out:
That head that is featured in the photo above belonged to some extremely gay old guy who kept yelling, "MADONNAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!" like she was going to hear him.
This is Rose from the seats. Doesn't she look so psyched!!!!
This is a picture of Rose and I goofing off before the show demonstrating how black I am and how alabaster she is...still....and it's the middle of freakin' July!!
Madge came down from a disco ball and opened with Future Lover. The dancing was super sick. Like crazy sick. I wasn't too sure what was going on with the graphics for the first part of the show. The screens in the back kept flashing with horses running around and jumping fences and stuff. Apparently there was an Equestrian theme...? What with her riding boots she wore throughout the entire show and what not.
I didn't mind the horsies trotting in the background, but then she got all political with herself nailed to a cross and pictures of malnourished African children roaming around. Kind of a buzz kill. At the end of the show, we were driving back and Rose and I were discussing why she did it and we had a nice little dialogue going and that's when we realized, "Duh...she's doing it so people like us will engage in conversation about it."
Genius that Madonna. Or rather, genius Madonna's PR people.
She did old stuff and new stuff. Like a Virgin, Ray of Light...She did a KICK ASS little remix of La Isla Bonita. And the dancing was again, awesome. During I Love New York she totally rocked it out on the electric guitar. And when people weren't going super crazy for the song she got kind of pissed. She was like, "Don't take this song so fucking personally! Get up and dance."
Apparently Madonna is not a sports fan and is not hip to the massive hatred that most Bostonians have towards New York. Not to worry, I am not one of those Bostonians.
At one point during the middle of the show, I looked to my right and caught the eye of a the guy next to me. He goes, "Whaddaya think??"
Me - "Oh I love it. I wish she would dance more though!"
Guy - "Yeah. I'm not too into it."
I thought to myself, 'What kind of gay man are you?!' But instead I just said, "Oh have you seen her before?"
The guy looks at me like I'm a complete moron and goes matter-of-factly, "Oh, I know her brother Chris. But him and Madonna aren't speaking because he's a drug addict."
Me - "Oh. Really?" I am not buying a word of this cock and bull story.
Guy- "Yeah. Two years ago when she was at Worcester, I was back stage and everything. But now because they're not speaking I'm up here. In these seats. I mean I haven't seen her in like five years, but when she and her brother were on speaking terms I was hanging out in her New York apartment."
Uh-huh. Sure you were. And I'm on Michael Jackson's speed dial. I'm not quite sure who this guy is trying to fool but it's not me.
The show continued. I love going to concerts. Obviously because I enjoy seeing live music that I love, but also because it's such a mixed bag! You have people there who are completely letting loose. Going crazy, flailing their arms up in the air. Dancing like they've never danced before (or in some horrifying cases, ever, by the way they're moving to the "beat"). And you know that if they weren't at MADONNA they wouldn't be caught dead on the dance floor. Then you have people like me and Rose, who don't want to appear too clowny, so we just kind of gyrate to the music while simultaneously screaming the lyrics at the top of our lungs.
The show closed with Hung Up like I had a feeling it would and she didn't do an encore, like I had a feeling she wouldn't.
I mean what can I say? It was freakin' Madonna. Hate her or love her she's an icon and a legend. And she knows it. She knows that she doesn't have to play in your city. That you're lucky to have her because...well because she's Madonna. And I have to say that the best quote of the night, by far, was Rose saying, in the middle of Get Together, "I can't fucking believe we're at Madonna."
So true.
**stay tuned for more photos from before and after the show. I was too much of a wimp and didn't risk bringing my camera in for fear of confiscation. Plus the fact that I was using my parents digital camera**
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