Our hearts fluttered as we danced and sang and felt like every song was being sung to us. I remember it was Andrew Ridgely's birthday and the entire audience sang Happy Birthday to him. I also remember standing around outside the gates, screaming, as we waited for the boys to leave the venue. Our vigil paid off when our heroes not only stopped but got out of their limos to say hello and sign autographs. Do stars still do that today?Fast forward 25 years.
This time I was the lucky recipient of a paid ticket from a friend. We danced and sang but this time we knew that every song was most definitely not being sung to us. There were a few WHAM! songs thrown in to satisfy the remnants of our collective teenage desires and a few gay anthems to keep the rest of the audience happy. Our man could still swivel his butt and grooved his way through the best of our favourite tunes. The thirty-somethings in the audience went home to their sleeping children with songs in their heads wondering at all the amazing things that have led them to this place 25 years later.images via here and here.
Sounds like a good concert - I have a friend who went and was raving about it. I also went to see Wham way back when, but sadly was older than 13.
ReplyDeleteCant remember the last concert I went to - I need to get out more.
Wow!! You lucky girl, I'm super jealous. I took my girls to see Taylor Swift but I wish someone had taken me to see George! Glad you had fun xo ps your blog is lovely and I've enjoyed peeking into your world, thanks x
ReplyDelete:D Sounds brilliant!
ReplyDeleteMy first Concert was actually last year, a fat Diva name Adele, so of course me as a gay man was happy. What I would give to see those bonds in leather!... So i just wrote a blog, and I don't even know what I'm suppose to do, It'd be cool if you checked it out, and told me what you thought. Or even what I"m suppose to do with them
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