M.I.A. concert wonderful experience
Published: Monday, September 30, 2013
Updated: Monday, September 30, 2013 00:09
We had to get to the stage an hour before the performance started, and already there was a crowd in front of us waiting eagerly for M.I.A. to hit the stage on that hot Chicago day.
The people were quickly piling in behind us, and everybody started smoking various substances, making it difficult to breathe.
Ten minutes before the performance, and already it was hot and cramped with so many bodies.
My boyfriend and I held hands and stayed close so we wouldn’t get separated.
M.I.A’s performance time crept closer and closer, and I was so excited, I was jumping up and down before she even got on stage.
“I hope she performs her new songs!” I had to shout, because the buzz of the roughly 300 people was very loud.
Her stage had a unique background — they lit it up 10 minutes before show time, and people started cheering.
Suddenly: “There’s only one you-you-you-you,” the start of one of her new songs.
The crowd flew into an immediate uproar. She appeared on stage, and said something about being in Chicago.
She then dove into her playlist, the audience going crazy.
Everyone was jumping up and down and swinging their heads to the fast beat, for that was all they really could do.
It got hot, and fast.
My boyfriend eventually stopped dancing because of the intense collection of body heat, and I started throwing up my arms to expose my wrists to the cooler air above the crowd.
M.I.A’s first few songs were her new ones, and then she went into her songs that were older and more popular.
People stopped dancing then, just because of the heat, and were now able to sing along instead.
Out of nowhere, it seemed, a ton of beach balls of all sizes started bouncing around the crowd when the speedy, “Bucky Done Gun” song started to play.
The people resumed their dancing, though it didn’t match the earlier intensity
People were pushing and shoving and trying to get closer to the stage, and we were all literally back to chest, packed in so close.
I had to keep grabbing his hand so as to not get separated from him.
The lights behind M.I.A. were so sporadic and hypnotic, yet very beautiful. She ended her concert with her two most famous songs. First was “Paper Planes,” then she started her very last song, “Bad Girls” with a dramatic, “Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding …”
I was hot, but very satisfied when the concert was over, and I held his hand tightly as we shuffled away from the stage.
I wouldn’t have had this moment without him.