I knew Aqua would make my coveted Must See List before getting into the venue. How? Well, outside of the venue, waiting in line to get in, I saw people:
drenched in glitter,
rocking everything pink,
sporting shiny spandex,
displaying vibrant colours,
wearing wonderful wigs,
all while standing next to a huge tour bus (which obviously means lots of fun stage toys).
It was a sight that made you go, “what the fuck is going on there and why was I not invited?” And inside? While it’s normally shit walking through the crowd, this time it was actually fun. It was a sea of glitter and vibrant colours, not unlike what you might expect during an acid trip with Richard Simmons.
And the best part is that Novul, Vassy, and Aqua totally didn’t let us down. Novul opened. It was three chicks in tights dancing to synth and bass. What’s not to like about that?
Or Vassy, who brought a seasoned and comfortable energy to the stage. While her and I may disagree on a few things (as a human who knows some Scandinavians, I think your assessment about their entire population is wrong), there’s no doubting that the party didn’t stop when she walked in.
And Aqua. Fucking Aqua. It’s surreal seeing them live. Everyone has a Barbie Girl memory. Whether making your friends laugh in grade school or, if you’re not old as dirt like me, singing along with the new Barbie movie, we all know Aqua. But they’re more than just Barbie Girl. Way more. Every song is a catchy dance tune worthy of our undivided attention.
It’s not all flowers and fast cars though. Through the dancey experience, I forgot I was injured. Very injured. And now, as I type this, I’m praying to your god that the painkillers soon kick in. Like, seriously, this pain is immense.
Fuck you Aqua et al for making me forget I’m hurt!
I know the tour is almost over, so if you missed it, kick yourself in the ass. Hard. Enough to send you to Vegas. So you can gamble away your money and be as depressed as you should appropriately be.
Or just break your arm like I did. Although, I did go to the show, so I guess I didn’t think that one through… God dammit. Ow.
I forgive you Aqua et al, but I need to go cry myself to sleep.
My merch isn’t as pretty, but you can still buy it. Hooray!
