Look at those locks! and that rack! Sarah has something to say about last night's Spicetastic NJ concert:
Kung Fu Fighting, Dancing Queens
Only one word can truly describe the pandemonium of positivity that ensued on Wednesday evening at the Izod Arena-- ZIGGAZAGAHHH! Nearly ten years after declaring girl power officially dead, the Spice Girls put aside their differences to prove that friendship never actually ends, delivering a true “show” in a marketplace that’s been decidedly vacant since the lights prematurely dimmed on the stage of Britney’s Onyx Hotel Tour. The sold out arena of screaming girls (and the gays who love them) pulsed with energy, throwing back to a decade earlier when the pop flowed freely and the pyrotechnics burned bright. The show opened (and closed) with “Spice Up Your Life” as the Roberto Cavalli clad five-some levitated in on elevated podiums, surrounded by an entourage of “Spice Boys” who, throughout the show, ran the gamut of carrying the ladies around to being shackled with sequined dog leashes, paraded by their respective bitches. They quintet quickly moved into sugary favorites like “Stop” and “Say You’ll Be There”, as twentysomething fans found that their long-abandoned hysteria still fit as snugly as a pair of Union Jack hotpants. The sequined ladies then dimmed the lights for a cheeky salute to the bedroom in “2 Become 1”, during which I was forced to come to terms that my teen dream to surrender my carnal treasure during this particular ballad would never actually be realized. Alas.
From there each Spice performed a solo act, with high points during Geri’s “It’s Raining Men”, Mel C’s club hit “I Turn To You” and Scary’s mock act of felacio on an unsuspecting male crowd member. The girls are surprisingly vocally solid, perhaps more so than in their heyday. However, while Posh roused the most raucous cheers throughout the show (and had the lowest BMI), she was the only Spice that declined to sing solo in favor of silently strutting down the catwalk stage to the tune of “Covergirl.”
After a few celebratory covers including “We Are Family” and “Celebrate”, the ladies of Spice finished strong with bouncy breakout hit “Wannabe”, bringing the crowd home in a rush of exaltation. And as the final confetti cannon blew, I decided, without a doubt, that despite the decade of maturity between me and my former self, I still want to be a Spice Girl when I grow up. Girl Power.
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