So yeah, I went to see Miyavi yesterday at Tivolli De Oudegracht in Utrecht. And I have to admit, I was kind of a bit reluctant to go. I know I'm such a bad person to actually deny a fan a much desired ticket because I decided to go see Miyavi on a whim. But Utrecht is close to home and well I never say no to some good rock.
Anyway, I went with
pearlhalliwelland since the concert was scheduled to start half past eight, with the doors opening an hour before that time, we decided to meet at Utrecht central station at half past five, giving us plenty of time to score us some foods and walk around leisurely in Utrecht before we had to make our way to the concert venue.
I have to say, I felt kind of old around all the other kiddies present. Not that it was much of a surprise to me. What surprised me more where the amount of soccer moms present to keep their emo-esk offspring as safe as possible.
Eventually we entered the concerthall at seven, only an hour and half before it was supposed to start. Since the venue is seat less we wandered around a bit, trying to find and nice view on the stage. We ended up on the second floor on the left side of the stage. And I've actually found fancam from that angle, even though we stood more to the right so we could see more of the stage.
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Couldn't for the life of me tell which song this is, but I'm guessing 21st Century Tokyo Blues. I could be totally off though...
EDIT: From my now, a bit more extensive knowledge of his songs I can say... the second one is BOOM-HAH-BOOM-HAH-HAH. The song in the beginning still eludes my knowledge (though I'm sure I could find some setlist posted somewhere ^^)
In the end I was really glad I went because he really knows how to put on a show. His english was pretty much understandable and even the few Dutch lines he spewed where said almost without an accent. Though I wonder whether he knows that 'plezier' is kind of a dorky way to say 'fun' in Dutch. But still.
The only thing that ruined the evening for me, are the screaming fangirls. There was actually a moment when I thought the screams alone where enough to rupture my eardrums. Seriously, I feared for my future hearing abilities.
Also I really don't find it necessary to squeal whenever I see a shoulder revealed in all it's tattooed loveliness for a few seconds. I've been to the Chippendales, and will see them again in a month or two, if a mere shoulder was enough to make me squeal, seeing the rest would result in brainhammeriging.
Oh well, I really enjoyed the show and (surprisingly) the music. Though I could do without le screaming... And when he comes back again, I'll make sure to get a ticket ^o^