Madge gets on her high horse
Today’s Independent Newspaper in the UK has a review of one of the Wembley gigs.
‘Ladies and gentlemen,” she says, coyer than a carp, “thank you for coming to my little show…” Little? Everything about Madonna’s 2006 tour is big. Not as record-breakingly big as the advance hype would like you to believe (a mere eight nights at Wembley, next to Busted’s 11), but pretty damn huge all the same.
The biggest thing about it, of course, is the ticket price. The pheasant-shooting, fur-flaunting, rambler-suing Queen of Pop is already notorious for taking… well, for the sake of politeness let’s say “liberties” with the admission charge, but she’s surpassed herself this time. Where I’m sitting, it’s £160 a seat, and even the poor souls watching from the distant corners of the arena have coughed up £80. “Supply and demand, pure and simple,” the free marketers would say, but demand, in this case, has been cattle-prodded by chatter – probably mendacious, probably planted – that this may be Madonna’s last-ever tour.
You can read more of this review at
The Independent website.