March 22, 2003

First let me say that I went to see Liberty X, and Mariah Carey was added later as a "special guest" (and boy was she "special"! read on...). Liberty X came on and did fantastic dance moves with loads of props, really seemed to get on well together, and played all their big singles, including the new remix with Richard X.

Mariah Carey was, umm, certainly different. Iain and I were joking about all her diva stroppiness in the extra hour before she came on (ie: hour late) - and then it all came true... She was brought through the crowd on a litter (a litter!!), held up by about 20-25 gorgeous, ripped, and oiled nubile young men (wearing only speedo boxer-briefs). Who then posed for her whole performance, alternating between various muscle-men poses every other beat. She was pretty crap at singing, and she didn't even know how to treat the few fans in the crowd: some brought her flowers and she took them, sniffed them, then threw them back at the crowd saying "Right back atcha!" (but then at the very end, her handler came out with THE BIGGEST BOUQUET EVER which she graciously accepted). Oh, but in between songs, she was clucking around in her tight dress and high heels and she actually said "Does my butt look big in this? How about my hair - is my hair okay?". Unbelievable. she needs a mirror permanently attached to her hand.

And, umm, that was my saturday night. and liberty x blew her offstage.