A few days late writing this, but never mind.

So, left work on Friday, got lucky with the train as I managed to get on an earlier one that had been delayed, and was thus speeding to get to London on time. Meant I got into Euston just before rush hour started, so straight on a tube train and got a seat!
Arrived at Angel earlier than I was expecting, and a short phone call/wave later and I slipped into the line. ^_^
Lots of *dodgy* old geezers walking up/down the line trying to sell tickets for £50 each……… so that’s where all the tickets went, lol.
Eventually got inside after a very cold wait, seemed to be about the same size as the place Momoi had her concert at at Ayacon (no seats, all standing etc). Gotta say the staff inside were incomprehensibly stupid though. Mr CDevil had all of his glowsticks confiscated from the nazi bouncers while I was off buying pints of beer… supposedly because he might throw them on stage. So, a small plastic glowstick wristband is against the rules because it might be thrown on stage, but pints of beer or bottles of alcopops are perfectly acceptable because there’s no chance of anyone throwing them on stage? Yeah right. Illogical.
Anyway yes, the first hour and a half or so was just the DJ, DJ Mike Rizzo…… or not. We did all think it was a bit odd that “Mike” appeared to be wearing a pink dress and looking slightly feminine. But we just assumed it was Mike as all the reports we’d heard from America indicated that the DJ wasn’t very good… which this DJ wasn’t (whoever she was). The most entertaining thing was the fact she stood there stonefaced as if she wasn’t enjoying anything while people in the crowd shouted “SMILE!!!!” at her, lol.
Finally the concert started and all was well, the crowd were very loud, and no pushing at all. She sung a range of stuff from all throughout her musical history, and between songs spoke to the crowd about various things, generally responding to everything anyone shouted out etc. Said she wanted to live in London because she likes the grey weather (saying grey skies were like people on a blank canvas or something similarly artsy), but pointed out that she needs a visa. It also turned out that the DJ was not in fact DJ Mike Rizzo, but some random person Hikki met in a bar in Greece, lol.
The crowd was very international, people from all over Europe had come. Japan’s biggest ever selling female artist’s first concert in Europe and all they gave her was a dingy 800 capacity venue in a backstreet of Islington. Easy to see why it sold out so quick.
I’ve gotta say that even if her music isn’t really my favourite sort of music, I can certainly appreciate her singing (hmm… “powerful” I guess would be a good description), and she certainly seemed friendly.
She was up there for 2 hours, now that’s the length a concert should be! I didn’t manage to get any of the balls she threw but that was ok, we’d heard there was going to be some sort of autograph session out back after the show (assuming you knew where to go and stand).
So once the show was over we made a quick dash to the autograph session location and got right to the front of the barriers. Some of her staff were there with cameras filming everyone and talking about what was going to happen (something about them needing more people as if you’re filming over a certain number of people it counts as a “crowd” and you don’t need to make the participants sign release forms). So we’re all waiting there freezing with pens and stuff to sign in our hands, bouncers all around us. Eventually she + her manager drive out in their car, slow down in front of the barriers while waving………………………………………… THEN DROVE OFF!!!!!!!!!! >_< LOL
Suffice to say everyone had been tricked, and they just wanted to get some footage of a bunch of fans screaming/waving at her. One of the cameramen jokingly said “and that’s what she really thinks of you” after she drove off, lol. It was pretty funny really.
(though I get the feeling some people were slightly pissed off at the whole thing)
But yeah, pretty good concert overall. It’s not everyday someone of Utada Hikaru’s calibre is performing in your own back yard. Maybe she’ll come back again one day.