The Fucking Spice Girls.

Originally uploaded by TabascoKid.

Any sort of music cred that I might have been able to claim [mbv] is about to vanish in a big ball of glitzy and choreographed dance moves as I head to GM Place this evening to watch the Spice Girls [wp]. I may not have bought the tickets, that was my girlfriend who found some on Ticketmaster this morning, but in the spirit of complete honesty and full disclosure I am going along willingly. I mean it’s either that or the corporate Christmas party for the job I’ve been trying to escape for the past six months [mbv].

I guess/hope that the Spice Girls audience has grown up since the height of their popularity because if I’m going to be stuck in the midst of some sort of A Hard Day’s Night screaming girl festival I might go bonkers. I will argue that I’m going for post-modern reasons, their movie was actually fairly enjoyable and one of the better acting turns for Elvis Costello. It’s ironic right? Right?

Right?

Update: I forgot to mention that this show is kicking off their reunion tour [cbc]. It should be an epic event in the history of the Spice Girls. It’s still ironic right?

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