Watching Madonna on stage is more than watching a singer or dancer perform. She’s beyond entertaining. She transcends.
Yes, I am a huge Madonna fan.
And when I received an IM from a friend who works for her, offering me a last-minute ticket for her opening night performance at Yankee Stadium, I lost it! Thanks Nadia! Before I could think or reschedule my plans for the night, I found myself in Madonna’s publicist’s office, drinking vodka and making a bunch of new friends. We were all there for one reason…Madonna! Women and men of all ages, ethnicities, backgrounds, and sexual orientations.
When we arrived at Yankee stadium, it felt like the year was 1988 and Michael Jackson was going to perform. The crowd was as diverse as it could get. Tutus, Madonna t-shirts, short dresses, tight dresses, high heels were worn by both men and women. When the lights dimmed and the chanting started, we knew we were in for an unpredictable night. I stood on my feet: joyful, at peace, nervous, and incredibly vulnerable. But as soon as Madonna hit the stage I got completely lost in the moment. She performed a lot from her MDNA record and also mixed in a few songs from the 80′s and 90′s. That night she was in a political kind of mood so a lot of her messaging was about democracy and Michelle Obama and the Pussy Riots and so on. When I returned for her Saturday show (thanks Lucy!) she was in more of a spiritual mood. Her main focus that night was forgiveness. Both shows were a spiritual experience. Whether you found yourself singing along to “Open Your Heart” with an accompaniment of singers from the Basque region, or watching Madonna perform “Like a Prayer” with choir included, you were moved. You were moved when she sang “Human Nature” as she watched herself dance and touch herself in front of the massive mirrors on stage or when she performed “Live A Virgin” with a piano accompaniment, half-naked. This woman is timeless. She’s a warrior with no medals. She’s fought for women’s rights for decades and she seems to get stronger and stronger each year.
Yes, I’m a fan.
On her Saturday night show it rained—hard. There was even a tornado watch. But Madonna still came out and performed with the same bravado and costume changes… heels and all. She’s a professional. She still out-danced the 20-year-old dancers on stage with her. And to make up for the rain, she added “Holiday” to the show. The crowd went wild.
I don’t know if we will ever have a woman as daring and needed as Madonna. But those two nights changed my life. Seeing that she was real and not just someone I used to watch on MTV is something that will stay with me forever. You have to understand that a woman as phenomenal as Madonna does not even seem real. You just can’t grasp the idea…
I am a forever fan.
love, peace, and nappyness,