Cell phones are not cameras. They like to pretend, but they just aren't very good.
Anyway, Saturday night I cruised up to Duluth for a spontaneous night of Michael Buble awesomeness. I'm a fan, but not a FAN... or at least, I wasn't until after the show!
The opening act was an acapella group called Naturally 7. They were awesome, and everyone should buy their album. I did.
It was the last stop of the tour, and I don't know if that influenced this at all -- but Michael was crazy funny. The best part was definitely his "roast" of each of his band members -- interspersed with him cracking himself up. He also impersonated Michael Jackson, and a Catholic priest. Basically he had a great time, and we all did, too.
It was weird to get used to him yelling "How ya doin' Duluth!??!!?"... I was all, "Oh, that's us!"
Amsoil Arena was not a bad venue. We were in the nosebleed-iest seats available (there were no rows of seats behind ours) but it didn't seem that far away!
A faboo night, to be sure.
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