Second trip down south this year to catch Kathy Griffin on her world tour last Friday (we all know Malaysia wasn't gonna happen cos PM and Trump [allegedly] get along like a house on fire). Which we all know she's only doing a world tour now because she's doesn't have much work in the States after that infamous photo. America's loss is the world's gain.
Days before the show, the organisers sent out an email saying that the show will be moved to the Star Gallery on the 3rd floor and that the seating will be reallocated on the day itself. Which meant that she didn't sell out the auditorium on the 5th floor, which is a really nice space, IMO. But great for everyone else who didn't buy the most expensive seats.
Fast forward to the day itself. I only just got after 7 p.m. cos I was still on the train from Suntec City in the CBD. Finished my leftover salad from Tokyo Chopped Salad downstairs before heading up to the third floor. The security checkpoint was a bit awkward for me because I was carrying my shopping around, some of them were packed food (Starbucks brownie pop and Irvins Salted Egg) and thankfully the Malay lady at the bag check (also pretty amused by the sight of me, I think) let me bring it all in without having to stuff them in a locker. One of the other security guys there told me that the Irvins chips were really good.
Turns out the Star Gallery is just a fancy name for a ballroom. For everyone else who didn't buy the most expensive seats, it was free seating by the price category paid. Of course I went and sat in the first row for my ticket price. Loads of flaming gays, of course. (While it's not illegal to be gay in Singapore, but it is illegal to do gay stuff, so go figure). And expats. There's always loads of expats.
Show started around 8 something. Kathy came on stage with the short hair (she cut her hair to show solidarity with her ailing sister, who died recently) and the dress you see in the promos. She went on by herself for about 90 minutes with no intermission. If you've seen her televised specials, you would already know what the show was going to be about: her troubles, Trump, the Kardashians (specifically her neighbours Kimye) and of course, her 97 year old mother Maggie, a fan favourite. The show finished early enough that I could still catch the train back into town.
They were serious about the no recording rule (because of how flaming the material was, I can't say I blame them). So I only took a picture before. Luckily the air cond was strong in the room after being out and about most of the day and chilled enough to go back out there.
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