Mika At Studio A

Last night I went to the Mika concert at Studio A. I’ve never heard of this artist until maybe three weeks ago and, to be honest, after hearing a short demo, I immediately knew his music was not my type. Regardless, I decided to go to the concert since anything that’s music related I love and, because it was a free pass (a friend of mine, who works in the music industry, gave me a free ticket), I had nothing to loose other than sleep.
The concert was okay. The Lebanese-born Brit delivers ultra flamboyant razzle-dazzle, transmitted mainly through his ear-damaging falsetto, and drawn mostly from Queen, Wham! and The Bee Gees... Oh, boy! This was like hate-yourself-in-the-morning kinda pop!
The music was like babysitting a hyperactive four year-old: lots of restless energy, repetition and irritating playfulness. By the end of it, you may be wishing Mika would just go to sleep.
Perhaps it’s because I am so used to the wonderful Indie world, but to me, the music seemed to be like a money-hungry mission to transport music lovers to a horrific place where pop songs are perfect for cruise line entertainment. Well, there’s still room for growth… you never know… maybe that hyperactive child will become a great artist in the future. I’ll wait and see.