which was what lady gaga did.
with perhaps 15,000 of her faithful minions in last night's final show at the sm mall of asia arena.
i was there.
i am there.
i feel like i left a fraction of me exactly where she was.
i have never seen the filipino crowd 'obey' an artist the way she made the rest of us did. we screamed, we hailed her name, we danced, we got off our derrieres, we put our paws up - when she asked us to.
it was like we were all in a trance. i was in a trance. i am still in a trance.
she is the consummate artist - her theatrical flair, her musical genius, her sheer talent, her undeniable ingenuity. that, combined with the capacity of her crew - both onstage and the ones taking care of what happens backstage - left manila with one hell of a performance to remember.
she emerged from her 'castle' on a horse and the clamor for her name was so loud i know my eardrums popped before she even began her third song.
she cursed and pranced upon the stage like a mad, wild woman. oh, that she was. and that she always will be. she mused about betrayal and freedom and how she cannot tolerate homophobia and violence and hatred and gathered the crowd with her songs - some new, some old, all were unforgettable.
she gave her audience nothing short of a spectacle - great choreography, great repertoire, innumerable costume changes (it felt like it, i lost count of the number of times she changed costumes), great live performance!
her voice was solid and it was something you cannot mistake to be somebody else's. her speaking voice, however, was adorable. it was husky and a little deep. probably her italian roots has much to do with it. or just like me - my voice would usually sound 'deeper' during the night. do not ask me how or why.
she sang some of my favorites - poker face, just dance, paparazzi, alejandro, americano, born this way, you and i, bad romance - and many others that made last night's affair heart-pounding and blood-curdling. all because i simply cannot fathom how a 26-year old performer who also wowed the crowd the night before could manage to keep herself alive and kicking for two full hours.
it was undoubtedly her passion. it was her desire to make sure each and everyone under that roof was dog tired at the end of the show. it was this sweet, twisted need of hers to ensure that every single human being was having fun and will have much to remember.
she succeeded and has made her little monsters utterly and terribly happy.
when i got home, i was still humming the music to myself - even when i have a bitch of a headache and my ass hurt big time from all the dancing and the jumping.
more to come as my brain recuperates (if it will cooperate with the rest of my body). one thing is for certain -- there are moments and instances that one can easily shrug off. this is not one of them.
thank you for the wonderful ball, my lady. hats off to you. :)
thank you for the wonderful ball, my lady. hats off to you. :)
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