Wednesday, May 18, 2005

I’ll Wango your Tango, Biyatch!

Last Saturday I went on a cultural expedition…to Anaheim. Yes, the biggest, baddest hip hop concert in the country, Wango Tango! (insert shrill pre-pubescent screaming here) You all may be wondering, what the hell was I doing at concert featuring artists commonly heard on commercial mass market radio? Well, the tix were free through work, and I got this nifty plastic “Artist Guest” pass that allowed me to hang out in the “Aloha” themed tent with the (sort of reasonably priced) cash bar and free (kind of crappy) food. Big holla out to Becca for taking on this anthropological experiment with me. It was fun, and a different kind of musical experience for sure. None of them hippy dippy jam bands here.

So, let me just say that I have not been further out of my element since, well I don’t know when. All of Angel Stadium was filled with baby sluts and wanna be baby slut mommas. I may be an old prude here, but when did it become acceptable for 14-year-olds (or their mothers) to dress like hoochies and bump and grind suggestively to music? I am apparently way out of date in the fashion department also. Blond with dark roots is in, you must own oversized hoop earrings or some other garishly large yellow gold jewelry with your name on it, and don’t even think about leaving your house without wearing a skirt like this, preferably so short that a gust of wind blurs the fine line between gynecologist and the general public.

Ah, but the music. Honestly, not all of it was as bad as I expected. And Ryan Seacrest was there. Soooo dreamy. But seriously, I consumed more advertising than tunes during my 5-hour foray into the hip hop world. I really want to go buy some Pepsi at Albertsons now, and then maybe go get a boob job. And perhaps a rhinoplasty too, there’s a 20% discount for multiple procedures down at the plastic surgery place. (I wish I was kidding, but I saw the ad for the cosmetic surgery clinic no less than three times on the jumbo-tron. Three times!). The format was much like that of most mainstream radio stations these days: commercials, commercials, consume, consume, slight interruption of fluffy pop music, BUY THIS! It was exhausting.

But now, the musical highlights: The Black Eyed Peas had a solid overall performance. They busted out with "Let's Get it Started," "Shut Up" and "Where is the Love." Good stuff. It’s kind of embarrassing but I enjoy that one Kelly Clarkson single “Since You’ve Been Gone.” The Backstreet Boys, well what can I say, Backstreet’s Back, alright! Will Smith has an ego the size of Mars, but his show was pretty entertaining. Will Smith is Hip Hop, by the way. His T-shirt told me so. And his performance had roller girls, which I totally dig. We got jiggy wit it, partied in the city where the heat is on, and Will told us how he became the prince of a town called Bel-Air. Good times.

We hung around for the first couple numbers by Gwen Stefani. I had high hopes, as I used to be a No Doubt fan back in the day. I even own Tragic Kingdom. Her first song included a mini marching band, which I thought was awesome. What was she wearing? I don’t get it either. Drum Majorette on crack in 6-inch heels? Whatever. Then the music started really sucking and we just had to leave.

Other lessons learned: Mechanic jumpsuits are HOT! (Thanks for that one Ciara.) J-Lo really is Bootylicious. Lindsay Lohan should never sing. Never.

We hung out a bit with a couple of my co-workers during the show, and that was fun. Luckily none of us were taking it seriously and we all had a good time mocking the popular culture at large. It was fun, but I’m not so sure I’d do it again. Once might be enough.

Peace out, yo!

7 Comments:

Blogger Leah said...

I went to a wango tango once, it was one of the scariest experiences I have ever had to date. The little people with the sluttiness made me feel uneasy and that was back in '00 or maybe it was '99 - either way it was Enrique Eglasias, GooGoo Dolls, Sugar Ray, and special appearance by nsync - yeah... about that..

Those ruffle skirts are not flattering on ANYONE.

I heard lindsay lohan is a dirty lip syncher - I think Kelly Clarkson is fantastic, I just came to terms that I love "Since You've Been Gone," I had to admit it to my best friend, and she told me it was ok so now I accept, admit, and share. And she actually sings!

I'm going to Weenie Roast Saturday, I hope I can recap half as well as you did, generally I suck at that, but that's ok :)

3:32 PM  
Blogger Shananigans said...

The Wango is a little scary, but it's ok as long as you can take it with a grain of salt and remember to stand back and laugh at people (notice it's "at" not "with", but I encourage both) Have fun at the Weenie Roast! Look forward to reading all about it.

3:59 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Tell me...does Lindsay Lohan look as eating disorder thin in real life as she does on defamer?

TBone

5:25 PM  
Blogger Shananigans said...

TBone - see for yourself. Click on the "HOT" link in this post, the first picture on the page is Lindsay. A very young, blond, female Stephen Tyler? I'd say she looks a bit skeletal.

9:23 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Oh my G-d! She looks absolutely disgustingly skeletel! Somebody should inject her with some fried foods or something!

Tbone

10:52 AM  
Blogger Ashley said...

Omg, it sounds like a funtastic night. Not sure what I think about Lindsay Lohan either. She's one of those Disney girls who have decided that becuase they can "act" (for the audiance of 5th graders mind you) , they can also sing and dance... dear lord... help us all.
As for Will... ego MANIA, but he's kinda cute... did you know that he is like 35??? OMG! When did that happen! It seems like just yesterday he was 16 and on the "Fresh Prince" show. *sigh* Im getting old.

2:46 PM  
Anonymous espera said...

Ahhhh....this sounds rrright up my alley! I'm 28 really going on 14 or something!!! However - I don't think that's a compliment but...shhhh! =)

3:01 AM  

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