Concerts are a curious thing. Ostensibly, the entire purpose is to bask in the live performance. But horrendous traffic, an argument among friends or poor communication can derail the entire experience.
In the case of this reporter, all those horrible factors aligned to create one mess of a night.
So when Mariah Carey sang the most recent of her 18 number-one hits, Touch My Body, and relied on her back-up singers do most of the heavy lifting, I found myself wondering, “We schlepped all the way over here for this?”