Back in 2005 I was days from seeing Kylie’s Showgirl tour when she was diagnosed with breast cancer which brought the whole thing to an 18 month standstill.
Kylie’s homecoming tour had a very similar version of this song in it, but not quite the same. Kylie and her creative director Will Baker certainly know how to target their audience. Throw Kylie and some hot dancers not wearing very much into a locker room complete with (fake) showers and you have a winner.
Now, WHEN are Kylie and Will going to realise they need me working with them too?
No, that isn’t a statement about my relationship status, just a Kylie quote. Two days ago I downloaded the newly released “Kylie Live in New York” recording from her recent triumphant debut tour of North America.
For someone that has never cracked the notoriously tough U.S. market, the crowd seemed to know all the words and adore her every move. While I know and own all the songs on the album it’s always nice to hear the reinterpretations of them for the stage. This tour seems like a mix of arrangements she’s done on other tours as well as a few new versions. Love it. It’s been on in my car for the entire weekend.
For many many years, Kylie has been dogged by talk that she can’t sing. I think Kylie would be one of the first to admit she doesn’t have the best voice in the world but she’s worked damned hard to improve and every time I’ve seen her live, it’s gotten stronger and stronger. This video from backstage before her last U.S. show shows how comfortable she is singing live. Love it.
Kylie is in the midst of her first ever North American tour at the moment, and in a true display of why she is different to the likes of Madonna or Britney, when there was technical difficulties, she didn’t storm off the stage in a huff, no, she belted out an acapella version of Your Disco Needs You. Britney doesn’t sing live so that wouldn’t be an option for her and she’d probably be busy with her pussy hanging out anyway. Great work Kylie!
Ross Watson has just unveiled his newest work. In this piece, Marco Da Silva sits incongruously, yet suitably in front of Carravaggio’s “The Musicians”. If you are wondering why Marco looks familiar, it’s because he’s been all over the gay blogosphere after appearing in the last two of Kylie’s tours and hanging out with friend and porn star Francesco De Macho.
Over her 20+ years in the industry, Kylie has given us many incarnations, Sex Kylie, Pop Kylie, Cute Kylie, Indie Kylie, Showgirl Kylie and now she gives us Bollywood Kylie. This is from a Bollywood project Kylie did a while back. It’s not a long song and I’m not sure this is the whole thing, but it’s a fun slice of Bollywood Pop.
I’m off out for dinner for Irishman’s birthday tonight. It’s going to be a lovely dinner with a couple of his friends then a couple of drinks. He’s got the day off tomorrow and will probably be hitting the town a bit with friends who aren’t working tomorrow either, so I don’t think I get to spend the night.
I don’t have time to post anything before I go so here’s one of my favourite Kylie videos “Confide in Me”. I’ve got some other stuff lined up to post tomorrow!
Ok, it’s the end of a long day and I’m tired and in a grumpy mood. The last week or so I seem to have had some pretty negative comments, thankfully the vast majority of you seem to get me or even if you don’t get a particular post you just move on to the next one. Tonight I can’t deal with potentially pissing someone off. I know it’s going to happen whatever I write but since I’ve just had someone tell me I’m a pervert who lies on my lounge obsessing about nudity and wanting a boyfriend I’m giving up for the night.
This video is most of a Kylie song from about 1997 when she was dabbling with an “indie” sound. It wasn’t released as a single and the album of this era “Impossible Princess” was a commercial disaster in the UK but we Aussies loved it. It’s become a bit of a cult Kylie album. This song is called “Free”. She mashed a bit of this into “Slow” for the X tour last year.
Writing this sitting here yawning this morning I’m thinking about last night. I was sitting in Row 13 at the Kylie concert last night and loving every second of it and looking around the crowd when I realised that with this percentage of the gay population of Sydney in the room at least a good handful of ex-shags were probably there too. Indeed I even saw a few of them.
By Sydney’s standards I’m practically a virgin but I’m happy to admit I’ve had my slutty phases. There is a strange phenomenon in Sydney. It has a reputation for being a big gay ol’ town but it’s really quite small, the gay scene anyway, so the chances of running into ex-boyfriends and ex-shags is high. For some reason it’s acceptable to completely ignore someone in the street even if you’ve had your dick inside them or visa versa.
I can finally answer the question about the guy at the gym that I couldn’t figure out if he was gay or not. Well, I’m making an educated guess that a man that turns up to a Kylie concert with two other guys and no women… gay. That is a double edged sword. Yay, there’s a slight hope that I’d have a chance but now is he taken, not interested or shy?
Last night I found religion. I’d been caught up periodically before but last night I reaffirmed my faith along with thousands of others.
It had all the hallmarks of religion. Purple featured heavily in drapery, thousands of faithful making a pilgrimage to places not often ventured, and those same faithful being whipped into a delirious fervour at the hands of one charismatic leader. This was Kylie’s first concert in Australia in two years, the debut of her X 2008 tour on our shores after touring Europe, Asia, South America and New Zealand.
In my humble opinion, this is the kind of organised religion I could get into. Firstly there’s someone being worshipped who is real and there is evidence of their deeds. Jesus was real, I accept that, but really, I’m sceptical about the walking on water and loaves and fishes, whereas Kylie can jump sideways down stairs two at a time in stilettos and the smiles last night went further than any loaves and fishes were going to.
I’m led to believe that Kylie is releasing “Boombox”, a disc of remixes of hits, early next year, and a friend has also heard a rumour of an album of new material as well… but I’ll wait and see. In the mean time, I’m so enrapture by my new religion I’m going to mass again on Wednesday night and sitting MUCH closer! Yay.
Last night saw the final two shows for us in the annual show. I went to bed at 3 after a few drinks with the cast and crew. We had a great night and a lot of fun. For some reason I woke up at 8am instead of getting a good sleep in. I went to the nude beach with some frieends but after a couple of hours I felt like I was going to pass out and throw up from exhaustion, so I made my way home and passed out for two hours. Much Better.
In two hours I’ll be getting on a train to go and see Kylie’s X2008 tour. I’m so excited. I haven’t seen Kylie for a couple of years on her Showgirl Homecoming tour. This show is supposed to be spectacular. I’ll keep you posted!
This is a song that has just been released by Kylie and Coldplay on an album produced by Bono to raise money to fight AIDS as part of the RED projects around the world.
It’s a different sound for both Kylie and Coldplay this song but it’s quite haunting and while it will never be a classic, I really like it.
Today some presale tickets went on sale for the third and final Sydney show in Kylie’s X2008 tour. So I went online in the first minute of their availability and I have two tickets in the first section! I can’t wait. I’ll get to have a warm up on the Sunday night further back and then, knowing what to expect on the Wednesday, being so close I’ll be absolutely stupid with excitement. I get weird at a Kylie show. Love it.
It seems that Kylie just can’t be slowed down since her cancer diagnosis of 2005. She’s still touring her X tour, adding a third show in Sydney to go on sale on monday, she’s got lingerie lines, bedding range, a couple of perfumes and her annual calendar. Kylie is one of the stars that has huge success with her calendar every year shooting images specifically for the calendar instead of pulling images from other sources and projects.
I can’t wait to see the show in 7 weeks or so… the last show I saw of Kylie’s was fantastic but mixed emotions as Mike was there, and things were falling apart at the time. This time, it’s just me and friends. Whoo hoo!
Today, a ticket to Kylie’s X tour came into my possession a full week before they go on sale to the general public. It’s not uncommon for presale tickets to go to companies and people subscribed to different deals. A friend came through BIG time for me today.
On the way home, a though occurred to me. EVERY tour I’ve been to of Kylie’s, I’ve gone with an ex, or someone very soon to become an ex. My first Kylie concert was the Impossible Princess, Intimate and Live tour in 97. I was there with a girlfriend and ex-girlfriend before I changed teams. The second concert was the On a night like this tour. I’d bought the tickets when I was seeing my last real boyfriend (yeah, those who’ve done the maths, that was 7.5 years ago) but we’d broken up by the time the concert rolled around. Not at all hard when she sang “I can’t get you out of my head”. She sang it for me, I’m sure.
In 2002 I was lucky enough that another ex, now a very good friend, had a spare ticket to the Fever tour, I didn’t even mind that much when he sang all the way through it!
2006 saw me with an extra ticket to the Showgirl Homecoming tour. Kylie’s first performances since her battle with breast cancer and timed beautifully with the visit from the U.S. of Mike. That was about the time when the relationship crumbled to a heap. Very different versions of monogamy at play there. Mono is ONE, Mike, not just one at a time.
So, in 2008 I’m keeping true to form and going with Russ, the same ex that got me a ticket to Fever in 2002 an is still a very dear friend. Maybe this time I’ll try and say hi to lots of boys. Hell, the auditorium holds several thousand people. I’d guess at least a third will be big ol’ Kylie loving homos like me.
