PURE BLISS GETTING OUR SWIFT KICKS
Tay Tay proves she’s well worth the hard slog up to Bris-Vegas for a family night of musical memories
YOU never forget your first.
I was 12 when I joined the club, thanks to Julian Lennon.
And this week, at ages nine and 11, my own children came of music age with their first big gig – thank you, Taylor Swift.
It was actually a family first. While my husband and I have been to plenty of rock gigs, I don’t think we’ve ever been in the audience for such a pure pop experience. Ironically, it rocked.
We are all Tay Tay tragics, although my son won’t actually admit it. As for my husband, I’ve caught him googling her numerous times, although strangely with the sound off.
It’s the first time I’ve been to a concert in years, primarily because I just can’t be bothered to make the effort of travelling up to Bris-Vegas and back. And yes, it was a huge effort, especially on a school night, but one that was well worth it.
While I’m certain my daughter will look back on this night with gritted teeth thanks to my super loud singing and awesome mum moves, it’s a memory I know I’ll treasure until she’s old as me – and hopefully we’re both embarrassing her own daughters.
Sure there were times during the night when she was trying – and failing – to physically restrain me (my daggy dancing cannot be stopped), but in between we partied like we were both teenagers. We sang the lyrics to each other, stood on our chairs dancing until security made us get down (and then climbed right back up again, much to my rule-abiding daughter’s displeasure), bought matching merchandise and screamed ourselves hoarse.
When her little legs tired, I held her on my back and listened to her now-soft voice singing in my ear. I sipped (and spilled) a red wine, she had her first Coca-Cola. It was bliss.
The beauty of this pop star is that she’s one both mums and daughters can wish upon.
When Taylor spoke to the crowd about “real connections” and “real relationships”, I prayed my little girl was listening just as intently. False friendships are a danger, whether you’re a superstar or a mere mortal.
While she spoke neither of the political machinations in the US (she’s finally come out as a Democrat supporter, in the mid-term elections at least), nor of her role in fighting the #metoo battle (she appeared on the cover of Time for her sexual assault suit against a radio DJ), the fact that this is part of her narrative is reason enough for me to become a fan.
It may be easy for me to love Taylor – her songs are catchy, her messages are positive – but I’m determined not to be left behind as a wallflower when my children begin their dance with the world of pop culture.
I won’t always love their music, I won’t always like their clothes, I certainly won’t understand their language, but I promise to listen, withhold negative comments and ask for explanations and translations.
I won’t dismiss it because I
Taylor Swift rocked in Brisbane this week, and it was a memorable ‘first’ for a family of four from the Gold Coast.