When Christina Aguilera landed in our backyard...

Been ruminating on this post for the last fortnight. Here we go-

My sister started dropping hints the minute she saw the ads on the newspaper around, I dunno, April or May perhaps: That She Wanted To Watch The Christina Aguilera Concert. She is, after all, arguably her biggest fan. Several Christmases ago I splurged on Miss Aguilera’s CDs for my sister, breaking my miserly streak.

As luck would have it, the Philippine concert was to be staged two days before her birthday- a Very Valid Reason For Us To Go See Christina. In fairness to my sister, she didn’t lobby at all. But in a brother’s heart of hearts- I knew she really did want to watch.

Suffice it to say, I scored Patron A tickets for her, my brother in law and myself two days before the concert date. I must admit I am not a fan, neither is my brother in law, but speaking for myself, I was intrigued by what Christina Aguilera is like, plus I wanted to celebrate this advance birthday date with my siblings so off to the Bonifacio Global City Open Field we went, which was no more than 10 minutes from where we lived.

Christina was in our proverbial backyard.

The fateful day was July 6th, when the rains falling incessantly for a whole week prior to the concert day altogether ceased their descent. The field was muddy, the air was muggy, but the crowds came in quiet droves, dressed in clubbing get-ups. Dads with their tween-agers, Caucasian and Asian out-of-towners, Manila’s upper echelon and white collar working class all in one place, to see Miss Aguilera.

After performances from several front acts, She Emerged. And my brother in law and myself, my sister’s dutiful-bodyguards-just-in-case-something-happens-but- hardly-knew –any-Christina-Aguilera-songs, ended up hooting louder than she did.

They were taken sans flash because of the strict photo-taking regulation of the MTV Pilipinas usher overseeing our area but the photos below captured the delight of the being there…