The Vocal Goddess K.Perry gets raving reviews of her dream tour.
Toward the end of Friday night’s incredible arena spectacle, Katy Perry, compared the concert to a first date. Before I even get to how ridiculous that is—I wish all my
OKCupid dates involved glow-in-the-dark gladiators and 3D glasses that made everything seem like an acid trip—let me say that she’s onto something. It was actually more like a third or fourth date: You’re totally infatuated with the other person, you’re getting to know them, and everything is all roses and donuts and neon pink balloons...
Arena shows are always a visual overload, but
I’ve never seen anything as gloriously ADHD.
Despite hating it initially, Prism is a pretty great pop record, and “International Smile” is better than anything off Random Access Memories.
It was that effort that earned her the respect of one father waiting in line for the restroom after her closing number, “Firework.”“I don’t care who you are,” he said to no one in particular. “You might like her music or not,
but that was one heck of a show.”
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