Two quality gigs, two nights in a row? A bit challenging for someone who has to work work work on weekdays, but how can I decline something as tempting as this?

So the first night of bliss began in Blowfish, City Plaza. The whole atmosphere was relaxed – Connor of The Drums even ventured out of the club before the show. My friend Tessa was lucky to recognize him and had their pic taken together.
After something that I had to call dinner (a quiche, a biscotto, and a cup of hot tea at the nearest branch of Coffee Beans & Tea Leaf – we had not much choice, being an office tower, the restaurants already called it a day), I queued for my wristband. Two wristbands, to be exact. Since Blowfish was actually a club that sold liquour, and the afterparty would be strictly 18+, audience was classified according to their age. We the old-timers, i.e. those with IDs, were awarded another wristband to indicate our privileges.
I scored a place in the front row with Tessa and my sister. I stood right in front of Jonny’s mic. No barrier – we could put our stomachs flat on the front of the stage. Later on, two security guards, firm but nice, took positions to prevent anyone too enthusiastic from getting on stage and from using blinding flashlights. They didn’t have to do anything firmer than waving their hands to give some warnings. The audience was very civilised, although they danced and sang madly.

Live and Up-Close, the event was called. And it was no lie. We were so close to Jonny, we could touch his knees, his elbows, tug his shirt and jacket… – and he didn’t seem to mind. In fact, even with his eyes closed, he seemed to instinctively search for a hand (or hands) to hold. He held mine for some seconds while singing, and it was… it was an experience. The Sistine Chapel painting came to mind.
The gig didn’t start quite well for the musicians, it seemed; I caught Jacob and Connor winced a couple of times for the quality of sound that their instruments produced, but in time either things got well or the boys got used to it. (And Jonny’s mic was kind of muffled along the show.) The audience probably didn’t realise it much. The energy was already flowing, filling the room, as Jonny danced and Jacob made his own show behind the singer’s back. Everyone went crazy song after song – and literally exploded when The Drums launched into probably their most-known song up to date, ‘Let’s Go Surfing’. After the encore, we left the venue with smiles from ear to ear. It was fantastic.

The second night proved to be as fantastic, and it began just across the street – in Nusa Indah Theatre, Balai Kartini, a place that turned out to be very fitting for a gig like Ben Folds’. And this venue has good acoustics. Combined with a good sound system, we could hear every note Ben played on his piano and every syllable he sang. This is important, because you have to listen to Ben’s lyrics.

Ben’s performance was a one-man show of a genius – he’s a singer, a pianist, a drummer, and though probably not on his CV, a comedian. He made the night (also dubbed a Live and Up-Close) very intimate with his spontaneity and jokes. He’d tell us the story behind his songs, get distracted by things he saw or heard, and then just launch to any song he felt like one. (He had a setlist, but didn’t stick to it strictly.) He said he tried to make up for the 15 years of recording and touring without scoring a gig in Indonesia. Now that he did, both he and the audience looked very, very pleased. He wanted to play so many things, and ended up doing some requests.

In some songs, he made us his backing singers. He even trained us first to sing in a three-parts harmony for ‘You Don’t Know Me’. He’d make a great music teacher!
And this is what I like about Indonesian audience: oh, they know that an encore is scheduled. But when they shout ‘we want more’, they sound really genuine, as if they don’t know that the band/musician is going back to the stage anyway. They know how to make the performers feel honoured. (I’ve been to some gigs in other countries, and my impression was that their ‘we want more’ could not compare to the Indonesians’. Would love to prove that I was wrong!)
Several standing ovations – clapping until our hands hurt – it was all the least that we could do to show our appreciation to Ben. Everyone, Ben’s fans old and new, old and young, was very satisfied and I just knew that we all wanted Ben to return one day.
So yeah – thanks The Drums, thanks Ben Folds, for giving me two unforgettable nights, back to back!
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