It has been a whole week since I went to the Kylie Minogue concert and I haven't mentioned a word to you about it! First of all, it was the gayest event I've ever attended short of gay pride celebrations---yes, even gayer, way gayer that the Ricky Martin concert. As I took in all the scenery around me, I was once again struck by all of the different brands of gay there are. There's me. I'm a pretty mild mannered, conservative brand of gay, as are the two friends I went with. At one point, I was standing in line for some beer, and a girl behind me told me I was so cuuuute, and then asked me if I was an accountant. That paints a picture for you, now doesn't it? I also went with Pumpkin Delight, who, while not gay, she did fit in with the mild mannered, conservative portion of the crowd. Then there were the "dressy" gays, the ones who wore things out of the main stream, things like feathers or sparkly things or hot pants and such. The tattooed, bad boy look also made its appearance, along with the buff, gym rat gays. And then, who could forget the ones that I refer to in my mind as the PDA gays? They're the ones who, since they're in a huge crowd of other homos, decide that they might as well make out and grope each other, presumably because they aren't afraid that they will get their faces smashed in. No, actually, I'm sure it's because they are just horny boys. And horny boys will be horny boys. At one point during the concert, three particularly horny ones (who were directly behind our dear Pumpkin) decided it would be fun to participate in a certain act. Yes. You know which one I mean. Now, the bench seating at the Hollywood Bowl isn't exactly spacious, and they kept bumping into Pumpkin. Poor Pumpkin was just trying to enjoy Kylie (whom I haven't even mentioned yet, I know, but I will, since this post is after all dedicated to her, the Goddess of Pop). Pumpkin was just trying to enjoy Kylie, so she wasn't paying much attention to what was going on behind her. She just kept moving farther to the side, and looking at me like "ohmygodwhydotheykeepbumpingintomecan'ttheyjuststayintheirownspace".
Finally, she did turn around a bit and said, "Boys! Boys! I know you're having fun, but you're bumping into me!" Little did she know how much fun they were really having! Fortunately, they stopped pretty soon after that and two of them left, and then everyone was able to focus on she who is sheer perfection, Kylie Minogue. She was fantastic. The set was pretty much breathtaking, the costumes were extravagant, and the music was so much fun. She sang it all, live, unlike a certain other entertainer that I saw in concert a couple years back, who has been dubbed the Queen of Pop.
Well, Goddess surpasses Queen, let me just tell you.