Just a little over a month ago, I posted the first installment of “Oh, Brian”. I was seriously concerned by Brian Littrell’s loss of vocal prowess, and worried how it would affect the NKOTBSB tour.
There was never supposed to be a part 2. But, after seeing the NKOTBSB tour live in Tacoma last night, I can most assuredly say that there is. And it has nothing to do with Brian’s vocals.
Before anything else, my feedback on the show: it was fantastic. I’ve never been in an arena where the performers were so genuinely thrilled to see their fans, and they gave at least 250% to make the show incredible. They performed for 2-1/2 solid hours without reprieve. They never ran out of energy, never made the show feel like a chore. We’re talking about 9 guys here, most of them officially “middle-aged”. An hour would have been impressive. But 2 and a half times that much? You’d never know these guys weren’t still in their teens.
I’ll admit I did cry a little, and grinned like an idiot the entire time. It was a blast. (One of my personal highlights: BSB performed “Drowning”, the bonus track off their “Greatest Hits: Chapter One” album, which is by far my fave BSB ballad. I was not expecting that. ❤ Loooove.) The encore mash-up of “Everybody (Backstreet’s Back)” and “Hangin’ Tough” was also amazing. So much energy, and confetti to boot!
I honestly couldn’t tell you if Brian’s vocals were up to par – the volume was cranked so freaking loud (and every woman in the arena, myself included, was singing at the top of her lungs) that after a while, everything sounded like high-octane fuzz. But I didn’t hear a bad note the entire night, so I was thrilled. (Though no BSBer could come close to the notes hit by Joey McIntyre and Jordan Knight…..sheeeeeiiiiit, I teared up at some of them! Falsetto heaven!)
The show was everything I expected, and actually, much more. These guys went all out, and it was a high-energy blast from start to finish.
The best part, however, came after the show.
In the wee hours of the morning, as I strolled near the Tacoma Dome in search of an available cab, what should happen to roll by me but a big tour bus. And who should I happen to see sitting just inside the door of that tour bus but cutie-faced Mr. Brian Littrell himself!
I’m not gonna lie, I walked right by without stopping. Then the realization hit me with a jolt, and I double-taked. It was him, without a doubt. Brian was looking right at me as I (literally) walked backwards with my jaw open. I gave him a shy little wave. He smiled and waved back. In a sheer state of disbelief, I blew him a kiss and watched as he blew one right back.
Not wanting to press my luck or find out this was somehow a dream, I clasped my hand to my heart, flashed an “I love you” hand sign at the bus (in case any other BSB-ers happened to be behind those tinted windows!) and walked away.
It. Was. Awesome.
Had this happened in a crowd of screaming women, hollering and waving at the bus, it would have been a cool experience, but not all that special. But it happened with NO ONE ELSE around. Not a single person, just me. I was dumbstruck and elated.
So forget everything I said about Brian’s vocals – it doesn’t matter. I wouldn’t give a flying flip if he’d had his voice box removed at this point. The point is, I got to have one teeny little moment when I felt like I was on top of the world, all thanks to him.
Forget VIP passes, sound checks, and backstage cattle lines. One split-second, unscripted moment made my night.