I’ve been a Lana fan for a few years now – ever since Born to Die became big. Since I started this blog, a review of the concert was always in my plans. Even before I went, I had it planned that I would write about how amazing it was. I trusted that Lana would deliver, and then I would go home and rave about it. But it just wasn’t good enough for me to do that.
Don’t get me wrong, it wasn’t bad. In fact, it was good. Lana’s vocals were amazing, she’s come on so much since starting out. However, I felt that the atmosphere was kind of dead, and her stage presence wasn’t great either. It wasn’t up to the standard that I felt Lana could deliver.
I arrived at the Marquee at six, and I met my friend in the queue before we slowly made our way towards the tent, along with all of the hipsters dressed in their flower crowns and shorts which didn’t cover their arses. When we got inside we found ourselves with a standing place which was quite close to the stage, but that didn’t last long as our friends couldn’t find us and we ended up moving back to them. After getting drinks, we chanced sitting down at the front of the seats and managed to bag seats with an amazing view for the whole thing.
The support act was a bit bland in my opinion. It was a singer called Max Jury, who played a short set on the keyboard. I felt that he didn’t do much to get the crowd going, and even though his voice was quite nice to listen to,it had a kind of an Adele-y sound, it was more of a sound that you’d listen to on your iPod and have a good cry to, not what you’d want to hear on a night out. When he left the stage excitement began to build for Lana.
At nine exactly, Lana appeared onstage. She was wearing a really nice sixties-esque orange mini-dress, and everyone went wild as she launched into “Cola”. Even then, however, I felt that something was missing, and it was almost as if she got lost in the production.
The set list was as follows: