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Tuesday, December 4, 2007

The Spice Girls @ GM Place, Vancouver, 12/02/07

posted by on December 4 at 1:00 AM


Words by Dean Fawkes. Photo by Lindsay Welch.

It shouldn’t have been any good.

It’s been over ten years. A millennium on the pop clock. But already, things were happening. New single. New best-of. Tickets sold out in seconds. There was snow and ice outside, and no one cared. On the train, and in the mob of lines before the show, people sang their favorite songs.

When the lights went down, five girls rose from the stage. There they were. After all this time. It was always meant to be like this.

The place was drowned in screams and it never stopped. Everyone danced, yelled along, and bought into the world of lights and action, the showbiz of it all, even with the reunion handicap. The audience was young, loud, psychotic, and very nice. Lots of ponytails, short skirts, and flash photography. Next to us, a boy cross-dressed as Ginger in a Union Jack dress.

They played everything.

Posh was glamorous and terrifying. Baby was soft and all smiles. Scary moved like liquid. Sporty showed she was having fun for the first time in ages. But Ginger was joyous. Always the embodiment of the band, she was beautiful and camp and bottomlessly excited, who stole the moment, living it up, and, more than once, ran in place and lost her shit with happiness.

This was everything you ever wanted it to be. The music never stopped. No breaks. All segues. One enormous pop song of massive classics. There was a blur of Broadway, hiphop, Motown, smoke machines, Spanish matadors, moving platforms, dominatrix dogs, trap doors, feather dances, leather sofas, endless outfits, female empowerment, and explosions of glitter.

By the end of the night, when the real world set in and even the first-aid team was seen buying t-shirts, you knew, and not for the first time, that if pop music is an illusion, right now, for our generation, no one does the illusion better.

The Spice Girls are a pop treasure.

History will be kind.

Holy. Fucking. Godhead.

: Setlist : Spice Up Your Life Stop Say You’ll Be There Headlines (Friendship Never Ends) Lady Is A Vamp Too Much 2 Become 1 Who Do You Think You Are [Feat. Posh] Are You Gonna Go My Way [Feat. Scary] Maybe [Feat. Emma] Viva Forever Holler It’s Raining Men [Feat. Ginger] I Turn To You [Feat. Sporty] Let Love Lead The Way Mama Celebration Medley Goodbye If You Can’t Dance Wannabe Spice Up Your Life [Reprise]

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"It's Raining Men" = Godhead?

Posted by Explorer | December 4, 2007 10:21 AM

not that i should know, but that cover was a hit in europe for the post-lipo ginger. martha wash take note.

Posted by cosby | December 4, 2007 10:59 AM

wow, I'm sorry I missed this. I always knew you had a dark side, but now I can see your glitter side.

Posted by krispy kreme | December 4, 2007 4:40 PM

Le Sigh, I have a soft spot for the Spice Girls. The show looked fun from all the photos I've seen online.

I heard they are filming the shows and backstage for a DVD documentary. That should be fun too.

Posted by Nick | December 4, 2007 6:13 PM

i am seriously, seriously upset that i missed this.

Posted by alithea | December 4, 2007 11:22 PM

I am seriously, seriously impressed with myself that i went to this :)
it was my childhood dream to see them live and it was the best thing i could have ever experienced


Posted by Desire | December 6, 2007 10:46 PM

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