I’m a music snob. I’d like to think I’m fairly open-minded, but I do believe I know exactly what qualifies as good music (example: The Airborne Toxic Event) and what’s garbage (example: Fergie). I like to make fun of my students when they listen to Miley Cyrus, and I feel justified in doing so. Occasionally, I shun people who listen to Nickelback. Hey, they're asking for it. I am, however, human: even my armour has weak spots. And one of my weak spots became painfully evident about two years ago on eBay. Want a hint? Zig-a-zig-aaaaaah.
Yes: I paid £153.00 for a Spice Girls reunion tour ticket. Am I proud of this? No, not exactly. But was it completely awesome? Yes it was. Why was my ticket so expensive? I’ll tell you why my ticket was so expensive. Because it was a ticket for the second row. [I don’t think there’s any point in going to a stadium or arena gig unless you’re right up close. If I wanted to watch a monitor, I’d turn on the TV.] Once again, eBay, that terrible bitch-goddess, caused me to drop a pretty penny on something completely ridiculous and unnecessary.
And it was awesome. I took amazing photos. I danced around. Posh waved at me. As in, looked me directly in the eye and waved at me. I'd like to think we really had a connection. Do I realise that I sound completely pathetic right now? Yes. And I don’t care. It was amazing. They performed all the hits, they had weird hydraulic effects to represent Geri’s split with the band, the costumes were sparkly and marvellous… I am also pleased to report that while all of the other girls performed solo numbers, Posh just walked along the catwalk holding a mobile phone and looking sassy. Another fun note: once the gig ended, there was a massive “MISSION ACCOMPLISHED” sign across the back of the stage – I’d like to think it was a subtle dig at GW Bush, but I’m probably reading a bit too much into it.
I’ve been to hundreds and hundreds of concerts over the years, and the Spice Girls show is the most expensive gig I’ve ever attended. It was more expensive than The Who, Rage Against the Machine, the White Stripes, Björk and Bob Dylan put together. I’m delighted I went, though, and I had an amazing time. Someday, when My Attractive Husband and I have kids and we’re living in a tree house because Mummy has squandered the Mortgage Fund on 90's pop star reunions, I’m sure it’ll be a great consolation to us all.
Where My House Went: £2221.18
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O wow, in American dollars (if they're worth anything anymore) that would be quite a pocketful. I believe you when you say it was entertaining. For myself, this makes me want to find some random band I used to be into, like Everclear or Lit, and find out their next reunion. However, their shows wouldn't be any sort of bedazzling experience like the Spice Girls. :-)
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