That’s it. I’m back alive, back sober and not tired anymore (ok, I am still tired – I’m not getting younger anymore
). It has been the great night of the concert, the one I have worked towards for about more than two weeks now and I think you deserve to know what I did.
I offered, to my friends birthdays, a lil ABBA-Show. Doing ABBA is somehow very schizophrenic: on one hand, it’s very easy as everyone knows it and loves it and you can’t do much wrong with it. On the other hand, it’s fucking difficult! Really! The harmonies are one thing, but the two girls have such a huge range and most of the songs are very low, which needs a lot of power down there. And then, if you don’t do it with a band but with playbacks, as I did, you are there, on stage, all alone and it’s you the show. And no other girl singing second voice and no guys coming in when it gets really really low… Just you. And although I was a little bit disappointed of all the things that went wrong (still! I told you! I was really well prepared. But it started with the fact that the CD could not be found. But I had another one with me. And then, it was not the sound engineer doing the job but the DJ. And sometimes, he was just a little bit sleeping. And then, he faded the playback in but I would have needed it clear and loud from the first tone on as it was everything I had to start and I had to come in directly. I managed it somehow differently. And then, the last song just ended up in the middle of the refrain! Fuck! I just continued and stopped somehow… you gotta keep cool, no matter what happens!)
So, maybe I should let you know the playlist:
1. Chuiquitita
2. I have a dream
3. Waterloo
4. Super trouper
5. Take a chance on me
6. Happy birthday (a capella)
7. Dancing queen
8. Mamma mia
For “super trouper” I did some special – I got the crowd singing. There’s this background that the guys are singing in every refrain, which goes Supapaaa-troupapaaaa. And I tried them to do that. Which worked pretty well, indeed! It was pretty funny.
And then, before singing “happy birthday”, I surely brought the two guys on stage. And then, I just wanted them to stay there and dance with me to “dancing queen” and I got two of my biggest fans, my dear girly friends, on stage as well and we just shaked the whole song through… big party up there
And for the clothes, I managed to find what I had in mind. I had a long skirt (or, it was a long tissue wrapped around me) and it looked like that:


and then, after the two first, slow songs, surprise, surprise, I wrapped it off


I think, they liked it
And of course, after each concert, there is a big party (for the others, the party began at 8pm, for me around 11, but I caught up quite soon…
) – but no details on that…
So, this was it, this was my concert. Unfortunately, the camera that I wanted to record the whole thing, to show you now, broke down. And I’m very sorry for the long delay, but I had to wait for the pictures to be sent to me. I first thought that I might jump from the stage to take some pictures of me, so no one else has to do that, but then I realised, that I wouldn’t be on stage anymore if I jump down and then I logically can’t take pictures from me on stage… capito?