Oh my Monáe… I am still speechless from Janelle’s performance at the Sydney Opera House last night:
- After having drinks by myself on the train, I stepped out onto the street. Immediately as I left the station, a bunch of older rocker chicks went “Phwoaaaar” and wolf-whistled at me; one of them said “Killer shoes dude”! From that moment on, I felt like a fucking celebrity. I swear, it was like someone had flicked a switch inside me that just made me ooze confidence.
- I had my iPod in while I was walking towards the venue, (in my B&Wsuit, with black skinnies and white Doc’s to boot, hair swished back and bow-tie affixed to mine collar)… but I could still hear multitudes of people gasping and commenting on those defining features of my outfit. That sounds cocky, but it was a 100% new feeling for me so I decided to relish it while I had it.
- When I met up with some tumblr peeps, they were all awesomesauce. We had extra drinks and I downed a glass of champagne someone had left at the table after leaving. So I was very inebriated, but the excitement at seeing Miss Janelle half-cancelled it out (I was almost literally giddy).
- I can’t even describe it. Too perfect for words. Energy out the roof, almost everyone standing/jiving/clapping like we were wearing wide-brimmed hats in a soul-church or summat, it was completely surreal. Unfortunately, she didn’t play The ArchAndroid in its entirety, but made up for it with covers of I Want You Back and GoldFinger. She even played part of BabopbyeYa, which is still the most ultimate song I think I’ve ever heard, as well as some wondrous new material.
- At one point, she gave a shout-out to (I think): “all my brothers and sisters representing the black&white” or something to that effect. She scanned the seats and mentioned people when they stood out. I, of course, made my presence known with my erratic dancing and suited-up-ness. And she called me out. She fucking noticed and subsequently drew everyone’s attention to me too. I fucking DIED. Then blew her multiple kisses of course :’)
- When it was all over (admittedly it did feel a tad short), they vacated the stage and I stayed around in case of an encore. When it became apparent there wasn’t going to be one, I began dancing to the music the speakers were playing. Being the only person in the raised box to the direct stage right, the remaining stragglers noticed me and pointed and got on down with me from afar. It felt sensational, so much goodwill and joy was brimming inside and spilling out :3
- Then some random woman came up to me and lauded me for getting noticed as I walked down the stairs doing the tightrope and we had a good ol’ quick chat! After another drink with Mindwell and Api, it was time to head home. Made the train with literally one minute to spare.
Fantasmagorical night wow.
