Can you imagine the Wachovia Center filled to the rafters with adolescent boys? All of them dressed in costumes from the 80s? In glitter? Nah, I didn’t think so.
So why is it fully imaginable to have an entire stadium filled with adolescent girls? Because the Spice Girls were playing in Philly.
Last night Matt and I, along with Sarah and Lydia, went to see the Spice Girls. We sat in the Wachovia box. Amazingly, there weren’t many people sitting. In fact, for the entire concert, girls stood and sang every song. It’s funny, because Matt said the boobs-to-balls ratio in the place was 99-to-1. It might have been more than that. In an entire section by us we could only count 3 guys. That’s it.
What a great show. Sure, they’re not the cool kids indie band that some like, but they’re a cultural phenomenon. And the only concert I’ve seen that equaled that kind of audience participation was Bruce Springsteen at the Vet a few years ago. The show was all song and lights. And the Spice Girls interacted with each other and the audience in a really fun way.
Go ahead. Poke fun. But we had fun. And isn’t that what entertainment is all about?
