Kylie in America
For more than two decades, Kylie Minogue has declined to commit to America while frolicking in stadiums around the rest of the world. But kicking off her first-ever U.S. tour at Oakland’s Fox Theatre on Wednesday, the miniature Australian pop star did her best to make up for the years of neglect. “Fasten your seat belts,” she said, descending from the heavens on top of a metallic skull that came into view through a cloud of smoke and lasers. “I’m Kylie.”
For the next two hours, the 41-year-old singer lavished her fans – most of them screaming, glitter-splattered men – with a career-spanning set that covered everything from her thumping early 1990s club anthems to her more recent string of sleek electro-pop hits such as “Can’t Get You Out of My Head,” “Love at First Sight” and “2 Hearts.”
To make sure there were no hard feelings, Minogue offered up a brand-new song called “Better Than Today,” a Scissor Sisters-inspired glam stomp that has no doubt already racked up millions of views on YouTube, plus a bawdy cabaret makeover of “The Loco-Motion,” the throwaway single that launched the former soap opera star’s music career. It’s impossible to describe the full spectacle of the Kylie experience – part Vegas extravaganza, part sci-fi adventure, all flesh.
There were golden tigers, confetti showers, diamante-studded football players, digital explosions and Trojan warriors with elaborate plumes on their heads. Well, why not? The fact that she fit it all into a relatively intimate venue was a marvel unto itself. The show seemed to have been designed to be visible from the moon, with large-scale video projections broadcasting studio montages of celluloid Kylie mouthing the words to the songs the real-life version was singing below.
The stage swarmed with musicians, dancers and the occasional army of robots. Meanwhile, her wardrobe department seemed intent on making Lady Gaga wave a white flag. Apart from a pair of middling ballads that served as a reminder that her relatively thin voice works best served with a generous heaping of bass, there were no major opening-night missteps. Rather, it was one thrill after another, especially for the fans who had waited so long for this moment.
Even Minogue, whose initial plan to conquer the West was derailed by a diagnosis of breast cancer three years ago, couldn’t help but find authentic emotion among all the artifice. She held her hands over her chest as thousands of voices chanted her name. “You’re fantastic – you’re everything I’ve dreamt of for 20 years,” she swooned.
Maybe it’s not too late to make this relationship work.
Source:http://www.sfgate.com/cgi-bin/article.cgi?f=/c/a/2009/10/01/DDB119VK2L.DTL
I think am inlove with Kylie already.
Puhleeze…
A shout-out to those who are unharmed in any way by Ondoy, please donate some basic necessities to the people who are greatly devastated. This is a time to help one another. (*tears)
And oh, to the infamous backbiting c*nt Jacque Bermejo who said that we Filipinos deserved to be punished ‘coz we are sinners, may your soul rot in hell and may the sands of Dubai junk you down you filthy ‘lil goldfish-looking menial.
Life isn’t always a garden so stop being a hoe! Hmp. Kaasar.
After Ondoy
I will remember Ondoy in this lifetime…
So there, the power went back on at around 11pm that Saturday night and I watched the news. They were all focusing on the great flood, people in the heights of hysteria and overpowering terror as they witness their loved ones die and their house inundate by soiled water. I got really scared especially when I saw dead bodies. I am necrophobic you know! Gosh.
I guess that was the reason why I had a nighmare that night. I dreamt of losing 2 teeth!!! Old folks use to say that it is a bad thing ’coz one in your clan might die. I am fiercely loyal pa naman to my loved ones and I’d do anything for them…..errr, to any extent.
I don’t really believe in superstitions because to me, God leads the way. For some reasons, I just couldn’t seem to ease up the moment I woke up.
I got nervous. As they say and if I remember it right, one must bite a tree bark to have your dream(of teeth loss) go against what is foreboding. Sounds weird but do I have a choice?
I might have looked ridiculous ‘coz I went hunting for a tree in California Gardens Sq.early in the morning. A tree that must be located in a place where no one seems to linger and luckily I found one.
Near the pool.
I have to be quick before anyone sees me so I sheepishly bit the effin’ bark until I felt like my gums went numb(sorry braces).
That day, due to the typhoon, UPH cancelled their journey to Manila which I was so happy about ‘coz I delivered my cousin from danger. For added safety measure, I ordered my mom to take care of my aging Lola too.
This is how paranoid I can be. Sorry naman.
Ondoy…
I knew since Friday that the upcoming week will be cataclysmal due to the typhoon ‘Ondoy’. I searched the web for possible weather conditions and found out that the next two weeks will be in a hazy shades of gray and rainstorm is likely expected.
“Another boring weekend and I am bound to just lounge on my bed all day long, saraaappp“, I said to myself. Saturday came and I woke up at around 9:45 am, half-asleep, I tried convincing myself that my clock wasn’t showing the right time because it was too dark. Then I went to the bathroom, relieved myself and snatch a glimpse outside the window.
The revelation stunned me for a while. I couldn’t see a thing because of the storm and I felt like it was the end of every biont including the Mycoplasma genitalium.
I never thought wrong and it was quite a day!
So Sheryl, Kat, Del and I just stayed home and watched Ratatouille.During the denouement, the power went out. Ouch! Thank goodness I can adjust my phone’s light saver to the maximum.
What can you expect from people like us who constantly gets bored? Well, we still decided to go malling and have dinner outside at the height of Ondoy’s outrage.
After waiting for eternity for a cab, we went to Megamall and to our dismay,the mall closed at exactly 6pm! WTF! Oh I remember…we are under calamity pala. So to ease our hungry tummies, we reluctantly chowed down ‘Mang Inasal’ .
The diner made me diabolical starting from their least desirable service to their gut heaving dish. I had myself a bowl of ‘Sinigang na Bangus’ which was almost a poison food because of too much salt and vinegar and a stick of their signature Chicken Inasal. I was almost a hundred years old when the food was served.
And oh, did I mention that the chicken was almost raw? Ulk, no need to expound on this.
If I happen to be a critic, I could have given them a negative zero and hurled a glass of wine to their faces as I walk out the door. Gosh, I nearly called bloody murder for their bloody chicken. I then promised myself never to eat in ‘Mang Inasal’ ever again.
My mom kept texting me that day reminding me not to go out because the entire Manila is flooded. I know the fact that some parts of the Metro can vanish to the map in an instant from raining slightly and wait for a day or two until the effin’ flood ebbs but this time, it was different. I never thought it would be super detrimental.
After watching the news on Saturday night, my heart was wrenched as I saw people from Marikina struggling from the great flood, many people died and it was really devastating.
Forget about the damn bloody chicken served. At this point, all I want is to volunteer and lend a help especially to the families and casualties of the typhoon. I completely understand the feeling when you loss someone you love. I wish we can mend an impaired life.
I’d like to think that after every storm(literally), there’s a rainbow and a silver lining which opt to give us new hope.
God help us.
Idolatry goes to town
This day, I read the most incredibly written blogs by people like Misterheuge and Gibbs Cadiz and I dwindled in my seat until I felt like an iota of being from nowhere. Then I started taunting my blogs with jeering remarks coz I am nothing but a weakling compared to them.(I am not even comparable, duh me)
I wish I could write like them. Aside from singing, I also dreamt of becoming a writer but even if I try my darndest, it’s futile. I guess, I’d just stick to the ones that I am strong at and just do write for sheer pleasure and not for a living. Hehe. I hate proofreading pa naman so sometimes, I have grammatical errors. Erkk.
I am not a graduate of Journalism. I just regard writing as a peerless way of expressing one’s thought. I am more of a talker, but I love thinking and putting them on paper too. Trip lang bakit ba.
Thank God we are existing on Gen-X where blogging is something that is widely known. With the aid of the internet and a successful blog application, I didn’t have to push myself to the limits begging for a job on a tawdry tabloid(haha what a desperate ahole).
As long as I can express myself, am cool. Call me weird but when I have thoughts running in my head, especially when I have just captured a clever phrase or what not, I want to have them written down right away, use them in a sentence, incorporate them on an entry or apply new words recently learned from a novel.
Simple stuffs like that makes me extremely happy.
Kyle, take it easy!
I don’t wanna work anymore. I’m a lazy-ass, so what? I even got sick because I was so damn tired of working. Lame work everyday of my life! I am seeing fuglies EVERYDAY which I really hate! Argh! I miss home!
I have an idea….
I deserve a better work don’t I?
August 21, 2009
11:46PM. This is one of the most tiresome day of my life. I dunno, maybe in some way around, am just plain paranoid. But no, as I am calmly seated here in my post, I can feel the stress running in my vein.
FLASHBACK:
I got home at 4am this Morning…
Dada(She’s Sister) arrived at around 7am or so…
I woke up from their loud mouths…
I took a bath for the hopes of getting a nice slumber…
FUTILE…
I tossed and turned…
10am passed…
11am passed…
12NOON passed…
1pm passed…
EYES WIDE OPEN!
Finally drowsing at around 2pm…
Woke up at 3pm…
IRRITATED!!!
Played Dynasty Warriors instead…
Ate a bit…
Took a bath(again)…
WENT TO WORK…
My Deputy set a fake meeting…
I went with them…
WE PARTIED HARD!
Now… back to work…
OMG!!!
Another late update!
It’s really been a while. I have web of thoughts in my head but I can’t seem to concentrate on what to write. Shame on me. Anyway, I’ve been effing busy lately and most of my time are confined in the office.
Last August 1st at 3:18 AM, our former president Cory Aquino lost her battle with cancer complications in Makati Medical Centre. I totally got low-spirited of the news and much more when I watched Kris’ narration in Youtube. I wasn’t able to catch that on TV coz’ our cable connection was sabotage by some stupid a-hole Greening with envy. That same day, my lolo also died. How sad!
So my mom came and I attended the burial in Manila Memorial Park with a bunch of relatives on a Thurday afternoon. It was raining hard and my shoes were all muddy.
Even if I was dead tired, it was all worthy because I got to reunite with my kins(and with some muthaf*ckas too). I am not really into reunions but am sure that it is nice to have it once in a while. A lot of catching up happened and we all went to the mall after.
The following day, I attended a Team Building held in Caliraya with the rest of my colleagues. I felt like a kid again playing in the rain and mud sliding like sh*t. I don’t even know why I wore white Ts and as I write this entry, they are still soaked at home. I wonder if I can sue some soap companies any day from now.
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Hey update!
How’s it goin?
Argh. I hardly find time to blog this month because I am completely burned-out. Thank God I am still elated because of the HP movie and by the way, I am half-way though reading Percy Jackson and the Olympians, The Sea of Monsters! YEAH!!!
What else is there…
I miss working out. Jeez, I hate what’s happening. IT Blocked Twitter in the office, topsy-turvy schedules, errands hardly meet, some pressure here and there.
I think I need a venti Caramel Macchiato right now.
Sad
I am in the office right now and I am still feeling so down because of someone who just died. His name is Albus Dumbledore. Yeah, I trotted my ass to Cineplex a while ago to catch Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince.
No, I wouldn’t make a review on this one. I love the movie though, I just thought that I have to mourn. *sigh.
I’ll watch it again this weekend.
