Completely decked out in friendship bracelets, Karma is a Cat shirts, matching bags and voices that would hurt most ears, I bravely entered the theatre with 6 preteen self declared swifties.
The one girl in our group who is a genuine swifty to her core. Watched in amazement, she belted or whispered every last lyric and was unfazed with the chaos around her. She raved about how amazing it was the second it ended and she radiated with joy for the rest of the day.
The other 5 kids desperately wanted to feel the same way, however after ~1.5 hours of soda, food, and pink candy their blood sugars spiked and their wiggles over took them as they could no longer stay focused on Taylor. They were five bored hyper children. The tempo of the songs slowed down quite a bit, they didn’t know the lyrics to quite a few things and had no live audience to feed off of. At the end, they tried to draw them back in, but by then these guys were done and I could tell they were happy it was over. I thought they would be dancing and shouting the whole time, but the flow just didn’t work that way for them.
There was no behind the scenes footage, very little words between songs, if any, and virtually no footage of the fans (all of this would’ve helped build energy and engagement for these kids). There were some brief close-ups of dancers that would draw them back in. But, for the most part, it was all close-ups of Taylor dressed in spectacularly sparkly costumes that any ice skater would envy. The songs she sang sounded perfect, like they came from a recording studio, and not a live audience.
A true swifty (or any swifty who saw the live tour), would easily and, understandably, give this “close-up” version five stars. But for someone like me, who’s been around for all the eras, but only knows her most popular songs, it definitely felt a bit lackluster.