"Kesha is coming in October," I texted my sister in May. She responded with a simple question, "We going?" Needless to say I bought presale tickets the following week. I was counting down the days till this show. I posted to Instagram and Snapchat daily to annoy my friends to demonstrate how excited I was for this show.
The night finally came. I wore a gold jacket, rainbow pins, a purple hand band, and a tie-dye shirt for a good balanced outfit. Mixed with a little glitter here and there, but I was seeing Queen Kesha. I have been a fan of her's for years and throughout the current lawsuits and struggles she has been through. I am and always will be team #FreeKesha.
This show did not disappoint. The opening band was not ready for the huge venue, but I was only there for her. She came out in a stunning neon blue outfit to her hit song "Woman." She asked the crowd "Are there badass mother f**kers here?" Everyone in the crowd lost it. Next was "Boogie Feet" and a few more before she asked to "Take It Off" because there's a place she knows where there's "dirt and glitter on the floor." After outfit changes, mashups, covers, country versions of songs, she brought her mom out on stage to sing "Godzilla." That is when I teared up. The honesty Kesha had one stage was impressive.
She has always been someone honest. She discussed how the fans helped her, how she is lucky, and how everyone get through the hard times. That is what she stands for. You, me, her, and most importantly us. When "Praying" started you could tell this was an expereince for everyone in the crowd. Every gold jacket wearing, glitter covered, cat shirt wearing fan felt a connection to her on stage. It wasn't about partying, but rather being alive and living it up.
This show was impressive. This show was magic. This was a Kesha show at her best because she already went through the worst.
Pretty much, Kesha is a rockstar we need and we don't deserve.
