Had a hard day at work working on a funding bid which has to be in this week. But was I downhearted? No!!! For at 6pm I was off to pick up Jill, and we headed down to Wembley to see young Will.....the last time I saw him live was a couple of years ago with Laura, on an outdoor stage..and he was triffic...
I just didn't recognise Wembley Arena when we got there, beautifully lit and fronted by a row of trees with sparkly lights in (just like Christmas) and water fountains which did interesting things and changed colour and everything..inside was just as good, smart, modern and inviting, and not just the stark, concrete mass it used to be. We found a food kiosk, and armed with chicken fillet burgers, chips and a drink, found our seats in the centre of the very, very back seating area. A Long Way Back. The food was delicious, the atmosphere friendly, the support acts good...then on came Will......
Well..I still like him, but I preferred Peterborough. That was a small band and him. Relaxed, comfortable, funny..and a good performer and singer. At Wembley there was the required Big Show....large screens with video clips and films, a team of dancers, strange dance routines, a la Michael Jackson... a really loud band and over production of some numbers, and frankly, the sound wasn't that good..unless it always sounds like that from half a mile away... it was all a bit camp, and Will didn't appear as relaxed..some of my favourite songs just didn't sound the same....
Anyway, don't mean to be hyper critical, am glad we went, but not sure all the High Camp really added anything..I mean, the routine in riding gear.....yes, their bums really did look big in them...
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