And the music? Wow. In short, I was really glad my Dad wanted to go see Lady Gaga Thursday night and took me along with him. It was one of those concerts that I don't think I ever would have wanted to go to on my own. But now that I've gone and sat through the 2-plus hour show that Lady Gaga put on telling the story of a trip to The Monster Ball, I'm glad. Overall it was a great show. The lights. The stage set up (seriously, two dozen semi-trucks to haul all of the stuff that appeared on stage? Crazy!). The costumes. The dancers and choreography. The message she tried to convey, about how we should accept everyone, regardless of their beliefs and that we shouldn't be afraid to be different. And you can't forget the music. It had me (and my Dad!) dancing in the aisles. So much fun. I was almost disappointed to see it all end when the clock struck 11:15 p.m.
- Lady Gaga sat and played a piano that was on fire during "Speechless" and a new song that will be on her upcoming album. I guess sat is the wrong word. Because for at least half of that time, Lady Gaga was standing on the bench, bending down and playing. There may also have been a chunk of time when she was using her stiletto black boots to play in addition to her hands.
- Fire returned during "Alejandro." This time it wasn't the piano in flames. Rather it was an angel statue.
- I wasn't disappointed. I got to hear all the songs I was hoping to hear. And yes, I almost wanted to start running when she belted out "Poker Face," mostly since that's right at the beginning of my running play list. Other musical highlights? "Just Dance," "Telephone," "So Happy I Could Die," and "Paparazzi."
- Speaking of "Paparazzi," there was this large, creepy looking piranha on stage. Guessing that was supposed to be the Fame Monster or something. Whatever it was, it's eyes glowed and it was trying to attack her.
- And Lady Gaga saved the best for the encore. After an entire show, I was super excited to hear her bust out "Bad Romance" for the encore. Lots of dancing. Lots of jumping. The Little Monsters that packed the Bradley Center were going crazy. Me included.
The late night was worth it (I would have been able to sleep in the next day had my landlord decided to not cut the grass right outside my bedroom window at 7:30 a.m.). And if any of you ever have the chance to be one of Lady Gaga's Little Monsters and see her show in person, GO!