Of course, da boyz are only one part of the concert-going experience, and I wanted to write about the venues and the fans as well!
I got to the Westbury Theater about an hour before the show was scheduled to begin, and it looked like this:
Yeah, quite a few people there. They had us all wait in the same line until they opened the doors, at which point they let the VVIP folks in first.
I took my seat, and the theater was like this:
It was very cool. I was in the third row, on the aisle the boys had to walk down to get too and from the stage. (So I got some high-fives, which was fun–U-Kwon hit me twice with his left hand, and he was wearing his couple ring. Maybe because of the whole EXO/SNSD dating “scandal,” but I found it really moving to realize that he was wearing it onstage. I’m really happy he can stand up for his relationship, you know?)
Silver on the shirt, silver in the hair–that’s me!
As you can see, they were right down in there with us, which was great–Park Kyung in particular regarded this as an opportunity. I actually saw him fondle a woman’s face at one point. (Grease alert! I hope she brought astringent!)
The round stage did rotate (at one point when asked how he felt about being in the US, Zico replied “I’m spinning”), but they didn’t rotate it often, especially not during the songs when the boys were dancing. That meant that at some points, they did dance with their backs to us, but I actually found that really interesting because you could see the “behind-the-scenes” bits of the routine. (They check in with each other and stuff.) Taeil and P.O in particular usually get shunted to the back because they don’t dance that well, and at one point they turned around, only to realize that they were 1. facing us, and 2. front and center as far as we were concerned! This seemed to amuse them.
The fans were great! Everyone was really friendly and chatty, and the energy was amazing. Actually, I feel I need to apologize to the young lady sitting next to me–she was so nice, and then when they called people off to the photo op, I took off like a shot and without a word! I assumed that it wouldn’t take much time and that I’d return to my seat, but I was wrong on both counts–I’m sorry, I should have at least said good-bye!
Twice during the show, the MC had boys draw seat numbers from a box, and if your seat was called, you got to go down and play charades or get sung to. Well, Jazzy Group put seats and entire rows in that box that didn’t actually exist–Row B of a section that didn’t start until Row C and the like. So they had to keep drawing and drawing until they got a seat that was both occupied and, you know, there.
Sounds like a real drag, right? But we BBCs make our own fun–people started cheering for their sections to be drawn! I was in Section A, which was (sob!) never chosen, and we started to chant, “Section A! Section A!”
I have no idea if the boys understood what the hell we were rooting for, but Zico finally decided to join in, so it went:
SECTION A: Section A!
SECTION A: Section A!
ZICO & P.O: Yuh!
Section A dissolves into laughter.
[ETA: There’s some rumors out there that the NY concert was truncated because choosing seats took so long. If it was, the DC concert was equally truncated–the only difference in the song list that I noticed was that Block B switched the order of “Nalina” and “Nice Day.” It was billed as a K-Pop showcase, not a concert, and exactly that’s what it was.]
When I went to DC, I figured I’d take to opportunity to see the sights (I like DC–there’s a lot to do, and it’s very walkable). So in the morning I was bopping around, and I thought, “Why don’t I find the Warner, so that I’m sure I know where it is?”
So at 10:30 am, I took this picture:
That’s the Warner, and yup, those are BBCs camping out!
By 5 pm, the line looked like this:
The concert didn’t start until 7:30. By the time the doors opened, the VVIP line looked like that, and I have no idea what the regular admission line was like, although it was clearly pretty epic.
Obviously, people didn’t have to stand in line–it was assigned seating! So I walked around a bit before joining the party, and I realized the other advantage of having a concert in the middle of town (aside from the fact that people can actually get to it): All the civilians were looking at the line of very excited people and going, “What’s that all about?” When we went inside and were waiting, I overheard some of the staff at the Warner talking about how it’s been really a long time since they seen a line around the block like that (especially given that it wasn’t general admission) or seen that kind of excitement about a show.
Needless to say, I took the opportunity to educate some folks on the wonder and glory of Block B!
Once again, the fans were great–the energy was fantastic, and people were really friendly and chatted each other up at the drop of a hat. People were really funny, too. When I was in the VVIP line, there was this guy standing in front of me with his lady friend. He had this HUGE duffle bag, and occasionally he would turn and whack me in the shins with it. It was really heavy, and I was wondering what was in it. Then the couple realized that they were in the wrong line, and off they went.
At the end of the show, they came down for the high-touch–or rather the lady friend came down with the guy in an enormous, full-mascot fox costume! It was excellent! Block B cracked up, the fans all cheered, and the fox wound up high-fiving everyone down the aisle after he was done with Block B!
Oh, and people kept asking me what I was wearing:
That’s genuine Feggy Min!