MIKA, and a bisexual rant.
Oh man. Last night I saw Mika perform in concert again. I have to say, that boy knows how to party!
First of all, the tickets were released through his website first, which is how my mother and I found out about the show and tickets - we snapped ours up 15 minutes after they went on sale. It was at a lovely little venue on Bleeker called Le Poisson Rouge. We arrived around 730, 8, not realizing there was going to be a line. (I never think there is gonna be a line. I am dumb.) Luckily, we were only 117/118th in line. We got numbers written on our hand, so we could leave the line to get ice cream and come back.
Yeah. Ice cream. Mika provided everyone waiting in line with a free ice cream cone from a gourmet ice cream truck. My favourite singer bought me ICE CREAM! How cool is that?! Good ice cream at that! I got a cone of hazelnut. Yummy.
They also let us into the venue in number order - people numbered 1-100 were let into the performance area in groups of 20, and then it was kind of a free for all - but mom and I got close to the door, and I dragged her in as soon as we were allowed. We were *really* close to the stage. I got to watch Mika sweat onto his piano. Hot.
Anyway, I’ve got to say, he puts on an awesome show - the venue was crowded, but intimate. There were about 700 people there. It was also the only show he’s doing in NY (and possibly the states, I think) before the new album comes out late this year - and it was acoustic.
He’s one of those musicians that are fantastic live - the songs don’t sound like their album cuts - they’re better. Lollipop, Grace Kelly, and Big Girl (You Are Beautiful) are even *more* upbeat and exciting, Happy Ending is even more poignant and sad (I cried during that song. I admit it. It makes me weep.) and Blue Eyes is even more fun to dance to live than you can imagine.
He played all the songs of his new EP, Songs for Sorrow, and all the old favourites, and one of the new songs from the soon to be released new album - awesomeness.
Lollipop was a fantastic finisher, as usual. Live, its a little bit harsher, and much more fun to dance along with - plus there were cannons of fucking glitter and giant balloons everywhere, and Mika in a white sweaty shirt, banging on a tin trash can. Guh.
The only part of the show I didn’t like, and loudly voiced my displeasure for, was when he dedicated a song to Michael Musto, who he had just interviewed with this week. After the screams of appreciation died down I was shouting g “Fuck Musto, he’s a bi-phobic asshole”. I actually thing Mika heard, as we were close that close to the stage…and I’m pretty fucking loud. I’m sorry, but Musto is a bi-phobic asshole. Shit, I didn’t even care that my mother was there. Musto can suck my balls. Even his ‘appology‘ pretty much sucked. Musto is probably not real anyway. A few more links discussing Musto’s comments: Bialogue, BiWriters, Mark Simpson, (also see his post “Curiouser and Curiouser: The Strange ‘Disapearance’ of of Male Bisexuality”) The Examiner.
And let me tell you, reading the comments on both of Musto’s posts are classic examples of why I’ve always shied away from the gay/lesbian communities. They can be just as bad as ‘teh straights’. Monosexualities in general seem extremely skittish of anything different, like, oh, you know, bisexual people, poly, trans, switches (sometimes if feels like switches are the male bisexuals of kink. And hey, here’s a nice example - I’m ‘just’ a top, but I don’t feel threatened by switches at all. Isn’t that amazing?) anything that isn’t ONE THING. So yeah. I’ll stay over there, kthnxbyee.
Surely Mika, you realize a huge chunk of your fanbase (the part that isn’t 14 year old girls or my mother) is pretty fucking queer. Because we think you’re pretty fucking queer. I mean, you were in Out magazine.
I’ve been harbouring fantasises of you being bisexual yourself - because bisexual men rock. And its not often we get bisexual males out and famous. (I mean, we have David Bowie. We think. And Freddy Mercury was *totally* bisexual, but since he slept with dudes, the media and everyone else in the world went ‘Fag! He’s totally a fag!’) And because deep down, in the cockles of my heart, I’m teenage girlboy who’s half convinced that one day, we will go on a date.
But I guess I was wrong, at least about the bisexuality (I’m still holding on to that going on a date thing) - either that, or you don’t keep abreast of bi-politics. Which is fair, since I’m bad about it myself, what with being all busy being in school and kinky. You have a better excuse - your busy, famous and touring. So I guess its all good on Mika’s part. 
Anyway, people much cleverer than I have spoken about the bi-issue, and I’ll get off my soapbox from now on when talking about Mika, because despite this silly sad dedication, I adore him, his music, and his shows, and I’ve always had a great time, will continue to have a great time at his *next* NYC show.
Also, yeah, still interested in that date thing. Call me Mika!
