We were soaked. I almost peed where we sat, with my poncho as a cover- no one would have seen nor cared anyway. She was spectacular. And I’m not really a singer-music kind of person, but before the 21 album exploded, I was already listening constantly to 19 without caring who she was. Can’t remember what I was going through then (nothing dramatic really, maybe just depressed by the fact that I was living in a country that seemed so basic), but I listened to her everyday on the last iPod that I would ever own.

Video snippets below strung together- and yes, this was the year that the iPhone I had, was the 1st water-resistant one (the iPhone 7). Perfect timing!

So fuck you Covid- you’re not going to mess up Adele’s concert plans.