JAM Magazine Concert Reviews

November 3, 2010
Oklahoma City Arena
Oklahoma City, OK USA
Review by David Huff
Photos by Brian Denton

Justin Bieber - "My World Tour"

Well, I guess I'm considered the resident scholar for Jam Magazine these days because of my 'history' with the last three teen sensations I somehow stumbled onto - New Kids on the Block, N*Sync and the Backstreet Boys. Apparently these cycles are spawned every ten years. New Kids happened in 1989-90; Backstreet and N*Sync 1999 thru 2001, and now Bieber fever 2010. So, when the pop sensation exploded onto the arena scene, it was time once again to forsake my rock and roll roots, crawl out of the comfort zone, and see what all the fuss was about.

The one thing the aforementioned acts all have in common when performing live is this. The noise level their appearance on stage sets off from screaming female fans is so deafening, you wonder if any fines are going be issued because noise levels have acceded city ordinances.

At 16 years of age, Bieber is a seasoned-vet when it comes to entertaining the crowd. He had his young fan base eating out of the palm of his hand from the moment the lights went down. I'll freely admit I didn't know one single song Justin's adoring fans were going to incessantly scream about throughout the show. Fortunately, I was seated next to two beautiful, divorced moms with 10-year olds in tow, to help me sort through the chaos that was ensuing before me. It seems as though my two unofficial 'advisors' were themselves veterans of the New Kids craze 20 years ago, and totally understood the 'Bieber fever' their own girls were afflicted with.

So what about the show. It was a well-paced choreographed performance featuring talented young dancers, a seasoned backing band, and a show stopper in Bieber. It would be an understatement to say the young Canadian had no problems establishing a rapport with the crowd the moment he stepped into the spotlight. He looked - as my stunning advisors told me - adorable in his soup bowl shaped haircut. Another thing I noticed was the entertainment value the show offered. Let's face it, 90 percent of the crowd at the Ford Center didn't have near the finances in place to pay for their ticket, let alone concessions, souvenirs and the assortment of other goodies Justin had for sale. And it's highly improbable anyone in the young crowd actually drove to the venue. So, when you witness multitudes of adults smiling during a show, you know the main act has done their job well.

Okay, for the show. There was dancing Justin. There was guitar playing Justin. There was playful, soulful Justin. There was Justin just being cute and cuddly Justin. And, being admitted clueless to the music, I knew when a hit song was being crooned when the noise levels reached a fever pitch. Those decibel splitting moments included "One Time", "Baby", "Never Let You Go", "One Less Lonely Girl" and "U Smile."

At the end of the night, I was a little sad to see the show end. And no, it wasn't because I had gotten all weepy-eyed over Justin. My two gorgeous assistants had to take their worn out children home. Being ever chivalrous, I mentioned I had a photographer at the show and I'd be more than happy to send them some pictures of the show. With excited daughters shrieking their approval, e-mails were then exchanged and photos sent out, future adult only concerts were arranged. All in all, the evening proved to be quite an experience indeed. Thanks Justin.