So once again the lovely, lyrical, luscious Lucy Lawless put on an exhilarating concert. There were many new songs but also a few of the ones she’s sung for us before. She had two horn players, a keyboard player, a drummer and Joe LoDuca on the guitar. There were four back-up singers, three women and one man. And one of the women was Daisy. When Lucy introduced her band and singers, she pointed towards Daisy and said her name was something like “Chewy Vue”. Daisy gave a yell of delight back.

The room set-up was different-this time they had seats along with tables in front of the room instead of at the back or on the sides, so we didn’t have those smooshed up masses clinging to the front of the stage like flotsam in a shipwreck, writhing in their own waves of emotion and adoration. However, standing on the side looking into the crowd, I could see that once again people were grooving along to the music-well at least their top halves and their legs were. But their pelvises weren’t getting a lot of action-Lucy even commented that she wanted to see our little tushies polishing those seats.

Now those of us who had chosen the relatively frugal option of standing on our cheap feets, had the back and sides of the room where we could swing around, swivel, bounce and boogey all we wanted to. In fact at one point, I was walking along the side wall peeking into the crowd to try to spot an old friend who is a newbie con/concert goer, to see how she was reacting to Lucy. There was a woman who was gyrating and swinging her arms up over her head and then down to her sides, swiveling and just rocking and a’rolling standing halfway between the wall and the lines of standees. I stepped well to the side of her, then stopped and bent over somewhat to peer into the crowd. Where I found and observed my friend rocking and jiving in her seat and looking like she was having a great time. Then as I stood up, the gyrating woman clipped me one on the shoulder as she swung her arms down-having rocked into my area and not noticed me, bent over as I was, looking into that mass of bobbing heads. She screamed out an apology while dancing away back towards the wall again. It was a lively night.

Luce was in her leather chaps jeans. No cowboy songs so no cowgirl hats used as props tonight. My friend who believes that someday Lucy’s sheer gorgeous sexiness will give him a heart attack was behind me and every time Lucy did a bump and grind in her chaps, women all around the hall would cheer madly. As the cheers faded away, I could hear him gasping just a bit. And once I heard a small, exhaled, “Oh my heart.”

Renee was sitting up in the VIP section along the right hand wall. She kept grooving along to Lucy’s performance. At one point Renee was sitting at one end of a long bench and one of the owners of Creation was at the other. He and Renee were perfectly synchronized, bobbing their heads up and down in absolute unison. It was an oddly cute sight.

Renee also looked out at us at times and watched us watching Lucy. To me, that’s the second most fun thing about these events-watching the fans’ reactions to the woman on the stage. (The first of course, is watching Lucy perform.)

This time, the song Renee joined Lucy onstage to dance along with was, “Let It Whip”. As a nice little bonus, she brought along a “tickler”-a little whippy crop that ended in a long piece of soft pink feathery looking material. She whipped it around the stage as Lucy sang and they both gyrated. Then she teased Lucy with it a bit and then I guess I blinked or something because suddenly Lucy had the tickler and was whipping it around Renee who turned away from Lucy and received a few swats on the butt as she danced away. This was a real crowd pleaser of a pas de deux.

I’m going to have to run a poll again to try to reconstruct all the songs Lucy sang. There wasn’t an intermission tonight since there was another band booked for after her appearance and we were apparently running out of time.

I’m real glad that things worked out for me to see Lucy perform again-with a work conference scheduled for last week in North Carolina, I just happened to be in the area anyway.

Looking forward to tomorrow. For the grrls on stage and for a repeat of Lucy’s concert. Sweet.

 

KT