I can't say I didn't try: being an experienced and well-travelled rock chick I really did my best to brainwash my lovely babes ... it was working quite fine ...
and then Mika came along ...
and boy, my house was a-blast day in day out with sugary bubblegum pop at full volume ... So when I accidentally stumbled upon tour dates I sent old Mr Claus a message and two tickets 'arrived' for the concert in Amsterdam. The music blared on ...
Then the show got postponed ... and the music blasted on and this mum started to listen to some of the lyrics ... and this mum thought, ' okay this ain't too bad'.
Then it got to be 7 May 2010 ... show time! Mum picked up babes from school at 4 pm and after an epic train journey got to the HMH at 5.30-ish
I had no idea what to expect. I had expected dressing up and was pleased to see the wonderful costumes (although unfortunately, my boy chickened out in the end). Before writing on, I want to complement the security and fans for running the Q well and making sure there was no running/pushing so we could walk in (and hide our little stools hihi). I also have to say i witnessed the hassle with the girl in the wheel chair and was proud of the fans who were trying to help her; looks like you guys have a great community going! I'm really happy that she got to meet and greet (I didn't get involved as I was trying to hide the stools I had been warned about but still smuggled in, sorry)
We ended up 2/3 row on the left/middle of the stage (and myself behind that seeing I only went for the kids). It was a long wait for the children but I was pleased that I had accidentally chosen the right side of the stage (I had wanted to be on the side where Mika would play the piano) when they took off the sheets.
And then the whole show thing started. Mika arrives in a space suit ... it was one big long panto the beautiful costumes, the set, the non-story line, quality (I repeat QUALITY) singing but without the naff jokes ...
I admit it: I screamed like a teenager, partied like a mad hatter and disappeared in a world of fantasy for an hour or two - I utterly lost my cool! I happen to think toy boy is a real gem and was really sad he didn't play it ... UNTIL the ENCORES yeehaa!!!!! Hats off to MIKA. You blew me away ...
BUT better still: My little boy (9, with wild red curls, coz that's the way MIKA has his hair) did not once pump his fists, didn't jump (couldn't really, the stool might have collapsed) but I could see the back of his head bobbing and I KNOW he sang along with every single song, every single word (sorry for the girls on the left and right of him). He talks about nothing but moments from the show and recalls every minute of it over dinner, before bed ...
My girl (12, the quiet one) screeched, whooped, sang, laughed, (carefully) danced and declared 2 seconds after the show, 'this has been the BEST ever thing EVER in my life!' apologies too to the peeps next to her ... she too sang every word!
It was a gift to see my children experience a concert I am sure will stay with them for always. It wasn't their first (yeah, I did 'drag' them to a rock concert here and there already ...) but this was THE momentous one. This was the one where you KNOW ... that thing you need to know about yourself. I saw my first concert at 15 and I knew my life had changed forever. My children got an experience last week that profoundly moved them and I will never forget the sheer bliss in their eyes. A mum's gotta love her babes and all this mum ever wanted was for them to experience the power of music the way I did ... MIKA gave them that gift.
THANKS!!!!!!!!!