A helluva crazy one!
Sunday night we were lucky enough to have tickets to see the sold out Girl Talk concert at the Culture Room. I believe our friend, Omar, is to thank for introducing us to this mashup king that goes by the stage name of Girl Talk. We were hooked almost instantaneously. It was just so much fun to listen to and Feed the Animals was definitely the album I would pop in when I needed to cheer up a bit. It’s often playing in the background as I’m doing paperwork in the office. My coworkers appreciate it. 
Girl Talk is known for his highly interactive live shows, often dropping all barriers and letting the audience join him on stage to better get the full effect. Our show was no different. About one minute into the set, everyone rushed the stage and Augi lifted me up to join them! Although it was super cool to be up on stage with him, watching him do his thing and groovin’, I realized I must be getting old because all the extremely young girls on stage were so violent and aggressive that I actually feared my life. No joke. It truly made me and Augi rethink our hope for a daughter – so terrifying to see the way some of these seemingly “little” girls were dancing.
Sorry to get a bit off topic (& show my ever growing years) – back to the show! Girl Talk was extremely energetic and you couldn’t help but feed off of it. He would jump on his DJ table, start clapping spastically and then throw a handful of confetti onto the crowd. It was impossible not to smile. Mid-way through the his set, men carrying these handheld fan-type machines started blowing full rolls of toilet paper into the audience which was hilarious. Some people made them into fancy hats, necklaces and headbands. Stylin’. Overall, I can’t really describe this show as anything else except fun. Well, maybe sweaty. Sweaty & fun. If that is up your alley, try to catch Girl Talk the next time he swings by your place. You may return home covered in other people’s sweat with aching feet, but it’ll all be worth it. Promise.
Want to get a better idea of what the show was like?
Check out these videos we took in the midst of the madness:
*Word to the wise: Don’t dance & record.
If you want to check out all our photos from the show, click here.
I am absolutely positive I was the only one on stage not in a drug-induced dance trance.
True story.