What we've got here is enough
So on Monday I went to Michael Bublé's concert and it was absolutely legendary.
I'm not going to write a long report, because it would consist mostly of squeeing and inappropriately huge amounts of enthusiastic adjectives and I don't think anyone who isn't a fan like me would be able to get through that. So I'll just say it like that: getting up before 4 am two days in a row and being sleep deprived and exhausted after two crappy journeys was absolutely worth every minute of that show - or a party, because Michael doesn't do concert, he throws parties and that's his first rule. Everything you might say about him from how he seems on the tv, in the interviews or music videos - he's that plus multiply it by 934234908. He's charming and funny, he laughs at himself and everyone else around (especially his band members), he's caring in a way that makes you melt in less than three seconds (he asked some technicians for hedaphones, because he spotted a little child in the audience and said such high volumes were dangerous for him) and his voice is just phenomenal. At the end of the concert he sang without a microphone and any other devices and you know what? We could hear him in the last rows in the most distant corners of the arena. He also makes you feel appreciated when he tries to sing to everyone no matter how far from the scene they are and he actually specially thanked students because he knew it was a hell of an expense for us to get there. It freakin' was, but even if I had to starve for three months, I'd do it again any time (he said he was coming back to Poland for sure and next time I'm definitely buying better seats to see him properly). So I went back home with that positive energy that I don't know when was the last time I had and maybe it's just for a day or two but that's way more than I've ever expected.
And if you'd like to see for yourself how it was:
Michael showing us how he's warming up before the shows, ironically of course (and he's singing Don't stop believin' and almost no one knew what that was, but I was pracitcally dying there of laughter).
One of my favourite things he said:
I know that English is obviously not everyone's first language, so I will speak slowly. And I will make, like, hand signals so that we get.
(...)I'm very happy to say I got married. (audience claps) Thank you, that's, thank you. I love that people go, half of the audience: boooo, and the other half of the audience, men, looking at their wives and girlfriends, saying: ahahah, he's so gay. I'm not gay. BUT, but if I were gay? I would be proud of it, I'm sorry, but I would be proud of it. And then I'd have sex with that guy in that checked shirt. Sexy bastard. (guy in the checked shirt laughs and points at his wedding ring) Oh I don't give a shit, I'm married too!
The last song, A Song For You, and that bit where he actually sang without the microphone. Absolutely breathtaking.
I'm not going to write a long report, because it would consist mostly of squeeing and inappropriately huge amounts of enthusiastic adjectives and I don't think anyone who isn't a fan like me would be able to get through that. So I'll just say it like that: getting up before 4 am two days in a row and being sleep deprived and exhausted after two crappy journeys was absolutely worth every minute of that show - or a party, because Michael doesn't do concert, he throws parties and that's his first rule. Everything you might say about him from how he seems on the tv, in the interviews or music videos - he's that plus multiply it by 934234908. He's charming and funny, he laughs at himself and everyone else around (especially his band members), he's caring in a way that makes you melt in less than three seconds (he asked some technicians for hedaphones, because he spotted a little child in the audience and said such high volumes were dangerous for him) and his voice is just phenomenal. At the end of the concert he sang without a microphone and any other devices and you know what? We could hear him in the last rows in the most distant corners of the arena. He also makes you feel appreciated when he tries to sing to everyone no matter how far from the scene they are and he actually specially thanked students because he knew it was a hell of an expense for us to get there. It freakin' was, but even if I had to starve for three months, I'd do it again any time (he said he was coming back to Poland for sure and next time I'm definitely buying better seats to see him properly). So I went back home with that positive energy that I don't know when was the last time I had and maybe it's just for a day or two but that's way more than I've ever expected.
And if you'd like to see for yourself how it was:
Click to viewMichael showing us how he's warming up before the shows, ironically of course (and he's singing Don't stop believin' and almost no one knew what that was, but I was pracitcally dying there of laughter).
One of my favourite things he said:
I know that English is obviously not everyone's first language, so I will speak slowly. And I will make, like, hand signals so that we get.
(...)I'm very happy to say I got married. (audience claps) Thank you, that's, thank you. I love that people go, half of the audience: boooo, and the other half of the audience, men, looking at their wives and girlfriends, saying: ahahah, he's so gay. I'm not gay. BUT, but if I were gay? I would be proud of it, I'm sorry, but I would be proud of it. And then I'd have sex with that guy in that checked shirt. Sexy bastard. (guy in the checked shirt laughs and points at his wedding ring) Oh I don't give a shit, I'm married too!
The last song, A Song For You, and that bit where he actually sang without the microphone. Absolutely breathtaking.