Post by qcpatdive on Sept 1, 2019 14:15:27 GMT
I wanted to write a review of the 2 last shows of the BT tour. This time, I was not able. Anyways, I'm too late for that. I'm sorry for the English mistakes...I hesitated a lot before posting. Feel free to not read it hahaha
August 18, 2019
So I decided to go to Toronto by train on the day of the show, since I was already in Montreal, so relatively close. I was supposed to arrive around 1 pm.
It was a beautiful day...
But a few minutes after the departure, we had an "incident" (that's how they called it). We ran over something. At first, I thought it was a big branch on the rail. But soon, the onboard-crew told us with a tremolo in their voice to close the curtains, to turn our back to the windows, to put on our earphones, to stay calm but we saw and heard everything...
Our train ran over a person lying on the rails. And this person was trapped under OUR car! The firefighters, the paramedics, the police, the forensic ID technicians, the coroner, they all came there.
I had mixed emotions. Frustration, because we couldn’t get off the train and take another ride. We needed to wait there. I know it’s selfish to think this way, but I didn't want to miss the show. And sadness, a lot of sadness for that person.
Four hours later, our train started to run again, for some hours... and then stopped. We learned that the train in front of us strucked another person. Two deaths the same day. In both cases, it was not an intersection, nor near a street. If a person was on the rails, it was probably for the reason we all know. 😞
By that time, I almost forgot the reason why I was on that train. Anyways, how could I have been to the show in time?
After another delay of 2 hours, we could go around this second murderous train, curtains and eyes closed. 😢
Then, we continued our trip to Toronto, stopping briefly at a station, to drop off a passenger who overdosed...☹️
I finally arrived in Toronto in a hurry at almost 7:30 pm, leaving my luggage to someone I briefly talked on the train (thanks to him, this kind of person still exist🙏) and then ran straight to the arena. Wrabel was getting ready to start. Perfect timing. I kept my eyes closed and got carried away by his beautiful voice.
After that, Kid Cut Up put me in a "party" mood. He is getting better and better.
Then Pink.
The show was perfect. A warm crowd, who knew the lyrics. I saw the BT tour at the beginning, in March 2018, then before Europe tour, in May 2019 and finally in August 2019. I'm impressed how much this show has evolved. I sang (too much when I watch my videos), danced, smiled all the time. I was fine.
She sang with Wrabel. I love 90 days so much. I wish I was in a smaller venue to feel all the emotions. Wrabel is such a lovely person.
Then Dallas Green! Dallas was also there in Toronto in 2018 so it was not a big surprise. But they sing amazingly well together. I closed my eyes... I broke down and started crying. In my head, I heard again the big crack under the train, I saw the little plastic bags, I thought about my friend who took his life when we were teenager. I thought about all the times it could have been me under this rail. I worried about my children, my family, my friends. I felt guilty to be at this show. I would have preferred not being there if I could have saved a life...
After that magic and emotional moment, Pink came in front of the stage for the acoustic part. She apologized for being "late", thanked the crowd for being there and mentioned that we could have been in a thousand places other than in that arena that night. Her words reached me directly.
Pink started to sing Walk me home. I love this acoustic performance, a lot more than what she did with the flying bed.
Pink was able to soothe me with her stare, her smile and her voice that gave me chills. It is a balm for the soul. I know you all know that, but her show is not only about the setlist or the choreographies. It is about the emotions that we feel.
Yes, it hurts to be human. Take care of yourself. Ask for help when things go wrong. Life can be so beautiful. There is always a solution. Always.❤️
Some of my videos from this show:
I sang to much here.🤦I think she even laugh at me...
____________________________
August 19, 2019 The last show of BT Tour
Without realizing it and without celebrating, I have reached my magic number of 30 shows. That was my 32nd show (🎉🎈🎊), the 6th of this tour. I alway miss important dates 🙄.
This show was emotional since it was the last of the tour.
During all the show, I stared at Pink. I tried to look at every details of her face. I don't know why I did that. Maybe because we never know when it will be the last time. I wanted to remember EVERYTHING, her eyes, her teeth, her tattoos... I hope it was not too intimidating. Okay maybe I was flirting 🙈.
Obviously, it was the same show as the night before, but with different emotions. I didn't feel that she was sad. She seemed to be tired, but happy, proud, thankful.
I loved everything about this show. Except that the last song arrived too quickly. I didn't cry as I would have expected. I was thankful. Thankful to be there, happy and alive. Thankful to have had such a great time with Pink.
I wanted to tell her. When she thanked the crowd, I shouted out "Thank you, thank you" but my voice broke. By reflex, I pronounced "Merci", without any sound, with tears in my eyes. She looked at me and nodded, like if she wanted to say "yes I know what you try to tell" . And she said "Merci" in French, looking at me in the eyes, with her most beautiful smile. ❤️
Funny to hear spectators around me wondering why the fuck she said "Merci" (I have to say that Toronto is not really French-friendly). I filmed the moment, but I didn't look at my phone, so I completely screwed up at the end 🤷
Some other videos:
Love
Patricia
August 18, 2019
So I decided to go to Toronto by train on the day of the show, since I was already in Montreal, so relatively close. I was supposed to arrive around 1 pm.
It was a beautiful day...
But a few minutes after the departure, we had an "incident" (that's how they called it). We ran over something. At first, I thought it was a big branch on the rail. But soon, the onboard-crew told us with a tremolo in their voice to close the curtains, to turn our back to the windows, to put on our earphones, to stay calm but we saw and heard everything...
Our train ran over a person lying on the rails. And this person was trapped under OUR car! The firefighters, the paramedics, the police, the forensic ID technicians, the coroner, they all came there.
I had mixed emotions. Frustration, because we couldn’t get off the train and take another ride. We needed to wait there. I know it’s selfish to think this way, but I didn't want to miss the show. And sadness, a lot of sadness for that person.
Four hours later, our train started to run again, for some hours... and then stopped. We learned that the train in front of us strucked another person. Two deaths the same day. In both cases, it was not an intersection, nor near a street. If a person was on the rails, it was probably for the reason we all know. 😞
By that time, I almost forgot the reason why I was on that train. Anyways, how could I have been to the show in time?
After another delay of 2 hours, we could go around this second murderous train, curtains and eyes closed. 😢
Then, we continued our trip to Toronto, stopping briefly at a station, to drop off a passenger who overdosed...☹️
I finally arrived in Toronto in a hurry at almost 7:30 pm, leaving my luggage to someone I briefly talked on the train (thanks to him, this kind of person still exist🙏) and then ran straight to the arena. Wrabel was getting ready to start. Perfect timing. I kept my eyes closed and got carried away by his beautiful voice.
After that, Kid Cut Up put me in a "party" mood. He is getting better and better.
Then Pink.
The show was perfect. A warm crowd, who knew the lyrics. I saw the BT tour at the beginning, in March 2018, then before Europe tour, in May 2019 and finally in August 2019. I'm impressed how much this show has evolved. I sang (too much when I watch my videos), danced, smiled all the time. I was fine.
She sang with Wrabel. I love 90 days so much. I wish I was in a smaller venue to feel all the emotions. Wrabel is such a lovely person.
Then Dallas Green! Dallas was also there in Toronto in 2018 so it was not a big surprise. But they sing amazingly well together. I closed my eyes... I broke down and started crying. In my head, I heard again the big crack under the train, I saw the little plastic bags, I thought about my friend who took his life when we were teenager. I thought about all the times it could have been me under this rail. I worried about my children, my family, my friends. I felt guilty to be at this show. I would have preferred not being there if I could have saved a life...
After that magic and emotional moment, Pink came in front of the stage for the acoustic part. She apologized for being "late", thanked the crowd for being there and mentioned that we could have been in a thousand places other than in that arena that night. Her words reached me directly.
Pink started to sing Walk me home. I love this acoustic performance, a lot more than what she did with the flying bed.
Pink was able to soothe me with her stare, her smile and her voice that gave me chills. It is a balm for the soul. I know you all know that, but her show is not only about the setlist or the choreographies. It is about the emotions that we feel.
Yes, it hurts to be human. Take care of yourself. Ask for help when things go wrong. Life can be so beautiful. There is always a solution. Always.❤️
Some of my videos from this show:
http://instagram.com/p/B1ZC4g4gMdu
I sang to much here.🤦I think she even laugh at me...
http://instagram.com/p/B1ZRIg9gUSY
____________________________
August 19, 2019 The last show of BT Tour
Without realizing it and without celebrating, I have reached my magic number of 30 shows. That was my 32nd show (🎉🎈🎊), the 6th of this tour. I alway miss important dates 🙄.
This show was emotional since it was the last of the tour.
During all the show, I stared at Pink. I tried to look at every details of her face. I don't know why I did that. Maybe because we never know when it will be the last time. I wanted to remember EVERYTHING, her eyes, her teeth, her tattoos... I hope it was not too intimidating. Okay maybe I was flirting 🙈.
Obviously, it was the same show as the night before, but with different emotions. I didn't feel that she was sad. She seemed to be tired, but happy, proud, thankful.
I loved everything about this show. Except that the last song arrived too quickly. I didn't cry as I would have expected. I was thankful. Thankful to be there, happy and alive. Thankful to have had such a great time with Pink.
I wanted to tell her. When she thanked the crowd, I shouted out "Thank you, thank you" but my voice broke. By reflex, I pronounced "Merci", without any sound, with tears in my eyes. She looked at me and nodded, like if she wanted to say "yes I know what you try to tell" . And she said "Merci" in French, looking at me in the eyes, with her most beautiful smile. ❤️
Funny to hear spectators around me wondering why the fuck she said "Merci" (I have to say that Toronto is not really French-friendly). I filmed the moment, but I didn't look at my phone, so I completely screwed up at the end 🤷
http://instagram.com/p/B1b6DULgRH7
Some other videos:
http://instagram.com/p/B1ZhQgMgtvA
http://instagram.com/p/B1Z3TtIAe7h
http://instagram.com/p/B1bXtsNDSUx
Love
Patricia
