Saturday, myself and Katie ventured upto Oxford Street to do a spot of Christmas shopping with the intention of attending the Beverley Knight concert at the Royal Albert Hall in the evening. Apon arriving, we grabbed a spot of lunch (for some reason everytime we visit London we always end up eating at Pizza Hut) and set to shopping our little hearts out.
It didnt quite happen. I was on a mission to get a new phone and visited the number of different shops along the street, finally settling for a Carphone Warehouse and targeting a poor employee who ended up probably getting the sack because of me. I managed to get him to credit £70 to my account for my existing contract, give me a nice new Nokia N81 and a pretty decent price plan too.
Walking out of the shop with a smile on my face, Katie treated us to a belgian waffle from one of the shops on Oxford Street, we both had melted chocolate on them and they were lip smackingly good.
It was then about time for us to head to the Albert Hall. We jumped in a cab and got to the venue about an hour early. After supping a few diet coke’s, we were finally allowed in and took our seats in the Upper Circle. The seats had a good vantage point but I could only imagine how good the view was from the seating just infront of the stage. The first two acts were average, we were treated to a band called Cherry Black Stone and a very effeminate solo singer named David Jordan.
The main event was spectacular, Beverley walked on to a standing ovation and there was me thinking am I/arent I going to like it? As she started, the sheer power of her voice was immense, it shook the foundations of the old hall it was so strong. She started with a few songs I couldnt recognise but as the event unfolded, she had the 5000 or so people dancing away, some with more effort than others (a bald guy dancing on the stairs for instance).
Finishing around half past ten, she ended with my favourite song of hers; Gold. The whole place was singing away, leaving us smiling as we left the venue after her final bow.
I sincerely suggest you go see her, she was fantastic (and this comes from someone who didn’t know quite what to expect).
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