Drake played at the Xfinity Theatre in Hartford last night…*sigh*…as well as someone else, whose first name starts with L and last rhymes with pain. I think that by now everyone knows of my Tunechi dislike, but I had to [somewhat] suppress it last night, seeing as at least half the crowd around me was there for his part of the show alone.
Anyway, though, I was 15 rows from the stage; unlike the Jay-Z/Justin Timberlake concert last August, no “nosebleed” seats for me this time. Up close and personal.
All it took was a little pretending that Lil Wayne wasn’t nearby, and that Drake was singing directly to me…and without much delay, I was sent straight to Aubrey Graham heaven.
The concert was truly perfect: an over-two hour set, hardly any breaks, and even a floating-in-the-air-on-a-pole Drizzy; the only negative, of course, being that I couldn’t take him home.
He had the bars, (“0 to 100”, “The Language”, “Started from the Bottom”) and the ballads (“Hold On We’re Going Home”,”Marvin’s Room”, a tear-welling piano rendition of “Find Your Love”).There was also the angsty “Days in the East”. He turned up…and turned down, at all the right times.
Audience interaction was sweet and genuine and our boy did all this while rocking just a white shirt and khakis…(which eventually was outfit-changed into a black shirt and khakis).
Supplementary: they also brought 50 Cent out halfway through the show. LOL.