Ivete Sangalo
Wednesday, April 13, 2005 • Posted by jcb
I am not really sure how to describe an Ivete Sangalo concert except to say if you crossed a Madonna concert with a Wiggles concert you would be somewhat in the ballpark. The oddities of attending this concert began the day before when I was told I would need to bring my ticket and one pound of non-perishable food to a random mall in the suburbs. Upon arriving at said location and handing over a sack of black beans I was presented with a one size fits all orange and white polyester tank top. Don’t these people know I only wear black. The nerve. “Wear the tank top or you don’t get in!” I was told. CONCERT DAY At the entrance, what appeared to be a riot was actually the generally accepted way to enter the concert venue. As throngs of sweaty drunk concert goers lurched forward, security personnel pressed back, slowly allowing only a trickle of humanity to gain entrance. There has to be a better way. Clearly liability lawsuits have not caught on down here. Once inside, things really got interesting. Imagine a football field of drunk college co-eds smacked out on guarana wearing the EXACT same t-shirt. This makes finding your friends extremely difficult however it does add to the sport of my next observation…. As the concert got under way it became strangely obvious that I wasn’t just seeing an over abundance of PDA. It was down right excessive. Apparently the thing to do at these concerts is to make out with as many people as humanly possible with the least amount of conversation. For those who were fortunate enough to attend one, think the largest Sigma Chi / Pi Phi D.R.S. you could imagine, forgetting of course the monopoly money. And if all of this chaos wasn’t enough for you, the concert organizers decided to skip the whole stage idea and place Ms. Sangalo on a rolling flatbed/stage driven around the field by a drunken teamster. Again, liability lawsuits thankfully not on the radar or I’d have nothing to bitch about. Sorry my pictures suck, the guarana must have gotten to me.
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Posted by: TK at April 14, 2005 03:37 AM
is that witz kissing some guy? good to see him out after chicago. I bet she is just like JB??? Save an orange tanktop for me.
TK
Posted by: Noah at June 23, 2005 10:57 AM
How did you end up at this concert? Sounds like fun. If you have info on future venues let me know. I might need you as a “guide” ;-)
cheers,
Noah
(Amsterdam, The Netherlands)
Posted by: Michelle at March 7, 2006 07:43 AM
I went to Ivete’s concert in Rio Centro too!! It’s SO difficult to get tickets. Our hotel told us to go to the nearest shopping mall and look for booths with people selling tickets! There were NO booths at ANY mall. On the day of the concert we got scalped tickets. Had a great time!! My feet almost fell off from dancing.
Yeah, everyone kisses, especially during the song, “Eu queiro beijar, sua boca louca!”
If you like Ivete, check out her live MTV performance on DVD.
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