I love a good break-up concert. What’s that, you ask? It’s when you’ve gotten tickets ages ago to see a concert with your boyfriend…but you and the guy (jerk I mean) have split up in the interim. The break-up concert is a wonderful night filled with good luck, happy coincidences, and tons of reminders that you’re better off without him. It’s the universe’s way of reminding you what happy feels like. That’s why you broke up with him. And this is what you deserve.
Last night was no different. My girlfriend called me two days ago with the sad news that she had break-up tickets. Well turn that sad frown upside down because I was ready to be one hell of a date! The music: Black Eyes Peas, U2. The venue: the Rose Bowl, Pasadena. The crowd: record breaking, over 100,000 people were estimated to show and the news was going crazy with traffic reports and crowd warnings. But none of that applies for a those who are in our boat, the break-up boat. We hit the road at 5pm, never saw a lick of traffic, parked our car in 10 seconds (for free), grabbed a margarita (no line), and were in our seats (center, center) just before the lights went down.
Black Eyes Peas: Fergie looks like she came out of a trailer park somewhere after one too many jobs doing something dirty. But despite her distractingly trashy looks, that woman can sing and boy did she last night. Her voice is strong and powerful. As a whole, the music was awesome, one hit after another with a Slash appearance and a little Guns and Runs to end the set. The guys rocked it too and the BEP’s got the packed Rose Bowl hopping. What more can I say, it was really a great performance although to be fair, Fergie did drop a few words in the G&R song and I’m not quite sure what that thing was with Mexican flag was all about.
And then U2 came: Bam. Bono and the crew hits the stage and it’s like daddy’s home. I will admit that the first song was weak (new song, not so great) after the might of the BEP’s, but that didn’t last long. It’s U2, they knew what they were doing. From song to song, the band reminded us of why they’re so great. The thought that kept running through my mind was, ‘that’s their song too?’ I knew every song, I sang lyrics I didn’t know I knew, I smiled so much my face hurt, and all the while, the most amazing show was happening above and around the stage. U2, performers that they are, knew what they were doing and built something spectacular. Something fitting a live broadcast to seven continents.
It looked like giant octopus-crab from the bottom of the sea. An octo-crab with a screen that kept stretching up and down to create a visual effect that blew the mind. When it was tight the picture was as clear as watching television, when it was elongated (like you see here, taken from my phone) the picture became an abstract amalgamation of color and image. And let’s not forget the thousands and thousands of people who looked like the milky way, twinkling and blinking and undulating in the dark.
The concert was broadcast live all over the world. You can watch it on YouTube although I’m not sure if it does the energy of the place justice: U2
And then the concert was over. My girlfriend and I walked down and sat in the front row and waited for the encore, just like that because we were after all, still in our break-up boat. We sat and we cheered and we were rewarded by an amazing mini-set from our new, down-low seats. And then we left, and we went to our car, and we got on the freeway, and we were home. No traffic, no crowds, no hassle. Easy as pie. I couldn’t believe it.
Last night was wonderful and if a certain ex-boyfriend is reading this…we are moving and we are grooving and the universe it saying thumbs up. So that means you’re out, and out, and out. Buh-bye.