OMG...What was I thinking?!

You should get a kick out of this. One of the gifts that I gave Maranda for Christmas was tickets to The Cheetah Girls concert that was coming through Green Bay. She got one in her stocking and I put one in my stocking. Mark politely declined the opportunity to attend.

Well, the concert was this past Saturday night. First of all, it's been forever since I've been to a concert, if it wasn't one I was helping to organize. Second, over 6900 girls and their mothers make a hell of a lot of noise! I think I saw three Dads while we were at the concert and the newspaper said that there were 6,907 attendees. The girls screaming were almost louder than the music.

The opening act was some group called Everlife. Apparently, they're three sisters that Disney discovered. They have a song on the Hannah Montana soundtrack. They actually sang. They were out of breath when they talked or sang sometimes. It was nice to see that they could actually sing.

Then, the Cheetah Girls came out. Number one: Raven Symone is in the movies as one of the Cheetah Girls, but she's too good to go on tour with the other three girls (well, probably too busy or Disney won't let her out of some other part of her contract to tour). Those three girls were their own band before the Cheetah Girls and they can't even go back to being that band when Raven isn't with them. That doesn't seem fair. Number two: Can you say lip sync? There were only a couple of times that I could distinctly tell ONE of them was singing. And, their vocals included 4-part harmony. Did you hear me say...Raven wasn't there? THERE WERE ONLY THREE OF THEM SINGING! Number three: They had boy back-up dancers and at one point they all (girls, too) started to step. They had a decent routine and I might have begun to be impressed. EXCEPT...there was a recording that amplified the sound from "their" stepping. So, it was like lip syncing, but stepping.

Thank goodness the entire concert only lasted a couple of hours. It started at 4 pm - they obviously know they're demographic - and ended around 6 pm. Since Maranda had a swim meet that morning, we went home and laid around the rest of the evening.

Maranda liked the concert and I've seen worse, but I don't know that it was necessary for The Cheetah Girls to refer to all of us moms as "Cheetah Mamas." I don't think I'm quite that cool.