First off, if you don’t know who Mika is, you should. He’s fabulous Brit/Euro pop from across the pond. I’ve included some of his amazingness below so you can see what you’ve been missing.
Last night, my roommate and Gabby and I were fortunate enough to attend his show at The Palladium thanks to my friend Karin who couldn’t use the tickets anymore. After the rocking out to the songs from Glee while getting ready, we made our way over there and arrived about 10 minutes before he hit the stage. If you’ve never been to the Palladium before, let me explain the set up. The place seriously needs to be a roller rink. There is a huge sunken in wood floor that is surrounded by a four foot tall wall. Up a couple of steps from the main floor is horseshoe shaped standing area, and then above that are balconies. Arriving late, we clearly weren’t going to get anywhere near the stage (like the guy who took the video below, which is totes amazing) and as the show started, we quickly realized we weren’t able to see anything.
Kick ass video taken at the concert last night
Not only are we on the shorter side (Gabby’s 5’3 and I’m 5’6) but in true Mika fashion, people were wearing balloon hats. Excuse me, who thought that balloon hats would be a good option in a standing room only venue? After some quick thinking, I ran up to the standing area and scoped out a place for us to stand where we had a good view. In staking out our place in the standing section, we had a fucking balls to the wall good time. We rocked out to Mika, we danced, we probably looked a bit spastic, but we hands down did not care. You do not go to a Mika show and not dance the shit out of it. The music and his attitude are absolute infectious. However, in securing our space in the standing area, we realized we had walking into a situation that put in contact with the four types of people you desperately try to avoid at any concert. Please make a note of these below and run far, far away if you ever come across them.
Oddly enough, in the standing section there were these random chairs that people had sat down in. No idea why they were there, but whatever, those people we sitting and we could just look right over their hands. Right in front of us though was a couple of older guys (probably around 50s) who were a total buffed out motorcycle riding couple. LOVED them! One of the guys was totally into the concert and would occasionally standing up, straddle his chair (like Britney in the Stronger video) and start dancing. It was AMAZING! However, as the night went on, we realized that his boyfriend wasn’t have as much fun as him. He kept getting up, standing behind his chair (and blocking my view), walking outside, coming back, turn, smile, shift, repeat. It was annoying. To make matters worse, he kept yelling at his boyfriend telling him he wanted to leave. Poor guy who just wanted to dance straddling his chair! Who wants to hate on that? Eventually, the yelling boyfriend left, and his boyfriend went down to the dance floor and rocked it out hardcore.
Drunk/Drugged Out Dancing Girls
To our left, there was this group of four girls who were not doubt in high school and not doubt completely wasted. They looked like LiLo, that’s how bad they were. They were dancing all over the place, knocking into people, blocking peoples view, and getting down and dirty with their gay best friend, who was oddly dancing/gyrating on the floor. Total 2nd hand embarrassment.
Parents who have never heard of Mika and are only there because their kids can’t drive yet
To the right of us was three girls probably between the ages of 9-11, joined by their less than enthusiastic parents. I have to give props to the mom and dad for hanging out for an hour and a half, and also helping their kids take pictures, but it always makes you feel a little weird and self-conscious when you’re rocking out and jumping around when you have socially awkward parents standing next to you.
Stoned out college kids
I’m 99.9% positive they won their tickets off the radio. I doubt they even knew who Mika was before they came to the show. They just stood there and swayed like people do when they don’t know the songs. And they totally didn’t fool us by going down on the dance floor at one point and trying to rock it out. They still looked out of place and the gay guys next to them doing interpretive dance and Broadway dancing where way more amusing.
All and all, it was a success. We rocked hard, we danced hard, we decided we wanted to be best friend with his awesome back up singer (or at least have her wardrobe.) If you ever have the opportunity to see Mika, please do. Boy knows how to put on one hell of a show. You won’t be disappointed.