Sometimes, the universe conspires to bring you exactly what you need when you need it. That’s what happened to me yesterday when I lucked up on a ticket to the DC stop on Janelle Monae’s Electric Lady Tour. Wheeled out onstage in a straightjacket, Monae let the audience know they were in for a performance like none other. The audience were on their feet for an hour and a half dancing, jumping, and getting low on her cue. Her booming voice filled the theater, and her small frame seemed to glide across stage as she invoked James Brown, Michael Jackson, and Prince effortlessly.
Going to a Janelle Monae concert is akin to attending a Broadway show. The theatrics complement her message of individuality and personal truth. Her show is transformative and I don’t think any concert will ever compare.”You’ve got to love yourself,” she said to the crowd. I heard her loud and clear.