Her concert was awe-fucking-some. Do not regret selling my left boob and using funds meant for TT to go. Now, if Shakira were to swing by, it’d make my life complete, and I can die a happy woman.
Now I’ve to contend with a sore throat from all that yelling like a whore to her songs and sore knees from jumping around too much. Poor Foo just stoned while watching us [Gerardine, myself and Pei Fern] do our thing like mad women, stating “Man, it’d be WEIRD if I sang along to “Boys Boys Boys” or “Lovegame”. Pffth, pro-feminist lyrics!”. 😛
Here are some videos I grabbed from YouTube. Absolutely loved her banter with the audience.
Some beatboxer and DJ were the opening act. Fucking A. Pity bout the recording quality *rubs neck
“Paparazzi” was the first song. LOVE! ❤
My most favourite part of the night when she was talking to the audience. For some reason, what she said resonated with me, though a pity I can’t tell random people and family members to “fuck off”.
Super props to my very gracious host, Foo, for once again putting me up and putting up with me. I am such a happy chipper day animal, while he walks around the house like the living dead in the morning. In fact, I’m starting to think I’m one of those obnoxious happy-clappy day people [the sort that I’d punch in the face if they dared wake ME up] after this :
M* : *shrieking WAKE UP WAKE UP! Wakey, wakey wakey! It’s 11!
Foo :*grumble. Half. An. Hour.
** 25 minutes later
M* : FIVE MORE MINUTES!
Foo : *grumble
** 4 minutes later
M* : FOUR MORE MINUTES!
Foo : mfffffthhhhhhhhh
** 3 minutes later
M* : FOOIIEEEEEEEEEEEE THREE MORE MINUTES!
Foo : *rolls over the other side
** 2 minutes later
M* : TWO MINUTES, LAST CHANCE!
Foo : *pulls covers up head
** 1 minute later
M* : ONE MINUTE! LAST CHANCE, WAKE UP, WAKE UP, WAKE UP!!!!!
Foo : …. I would get up, if you weren’t screaming in my ear.
Heh heh heh.
p.s : Pictures up soon! 😀