HN Contributor Cory Kibler reviews the Aug. 20 Katy Perry concert at Lincoln’s Pinnacle Bank Arena:
Ferras, the opening act, sounded like a lo-fi Justin Timberlake trying to sound like Cher, which wasn’t a good thing. I hope his backup band was paid hansomely.
Kacey Musgraves, the highlight of the entire show, was only able to play for about a half-hour, despite having all the best songs. Her guitarist, Kyle Ryan, is a Lincoln native, and you could tell by his beard and face. Musgraves wore boots with Christmas lights on them, and I think it’s safe to say that 100% of the crowd got chills when she played “Follow Your Arrow.” 100% of the crowd that was over 8 years old, that is, which was about 10% of the crowd.
Finally, Katy Perry put on one of the most ridiculously over-the-top shows I’ve ever seen, and I loved every minute of it. Her background dancers/acrobats had the coolest butts I’d ever seen; sometimes, I’d catch myself admiring one of their butts for minutes on end, only to realize it was a dude’s butt. Then, I would think, “Good for him. Good for that guy.”
Stuff was glow-in-the-dark; Katy can actually play guitar pretty well; she pandered to the Nebraskan crowd, but not in a patronizing way. She did have this weird Liza Minnelli Broadway affectation to her voice, but, she was talking to a whole shit-ton of inappropriately dressed tweens. I had a bright pink wig and green tutu on, but I’m a grown-ass man who can make his own fucking decisions.
"Roar" and "Part of Me" were the highlights, in spite of Katy trying to make "Birthday" and "Firework" the acmes of the show.
They played ’90s R&B in between sets, including “Waterfalls,” “Shoop,” and the best song of all time, “Remix to Ignition.”
I drank four to five pints of beer. I tried to drink more, but they closed the beer-vending stations.
I bicycled home and got to work on time the next day.
My wife and I did Jager shots and well-whiskey shots with members of Low Horse before the show.