I took my daughter to her very first concert last night - Melanie Martinez. Now I didn’t know a hell of a lot about Melanie but I did know in her current incarnation she wore odd looking masks and costumes, which I loved, I liked what I had heard of her music and I was very intrigued. My daughter is a huge fan and was beyond excited and considering I like a million other parents failed to get Swift tickets, I was glad I could do this for her.
I vaguely remember my first concert, it was The Cockroaches (now known as The Wiggles) and some other Aussie bands I can’t remember now. Maybe The Radiators? But my kids are kind of impressed when I tell them who I have seen in concert being a Gen X kid. Especially Michael Jackson, because he is probably the one 80’s artist they know the best, and sadly not for his music alone. They stare blankly when I say, ‘Hey I also saw Cyndi Lauper, Prince, Pearl Jam, Kylie Minogue, Pink, Stevie Wonder, Chaka Khan, U2, KISS, Dandy Warhols, Tegan and Sara, Indigo Girls’ and others I don’t recall. I get it, I’m old. But experiencing the moment of my daughters first ever concert, sharing that with her was all kinds of wonderful. The venue was packed full of gorgeously dressed humans, not a single person didn’t shine with some sort of magic and excitement. It felt safe and beautiful. The support act Upsahl was on bloody fire! I had never heard of her, but she was brilliant, and we were both instant fans. But the room exploded (not literally) when Melanie came on, my ears are still ringing, my daughters voice hoarse. Onto stage came this tiny (we were far from the stage) little pixie with four eyes and huge ears accompanied by four stunning dancers. It was theatrical and magical. We were transported to another dimension, which was the whole point being the album was titled Portals and it was the Portals tour. The songs were gorgeous too, her voice relaxed and unique. I didn’t know that she once graced the stage on The Voice subsequently choosing Adam Levine as her mentor. I just watched her initial audition, hang on, correction, it wasn’t an audition but a completely polished performance. You could easily see what a creative force and star she was at only 17 years old. Check it out. But most of all, most importantly, my daughter had the time of her life. Melanie is by far her favourite artist, even over Taylor. She cried, sung, screamed and gushed love and appreciation all night. She clutched her overpriced merch with passion and I know it is a memory forever imprinted in her mind and I am part of that! What a fucking privilege. So, thank you Melanie, and please come back soon. You brought so much love and magic to us and thank you for ending the night with a show of support for Palestine and our queer community. Ps – If you could find your way to send my daughter some of the confetti you release at the end of the show, she would be ecstatic. Unfortunately when we went to retrieve some, the security wouldn’t let us. #freepalestine #melaniemartinez #portals #portalstouraustralia #sydney #pride #queer #music #thevoice #talent #memories #magic #beauty #upsahl #thewiggles #thecockroaches
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