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Out & About #224 | B.A.P Live On Earth 2016 World Tour Toronto Awake!!

4/24/2016

 
I have a candid confession to make, and not a simple one at that either.
Weeks have passed in contemplation of the correct method of presenting my woes in a manner not to be incorrectly perceived as haughtiness, or worse, ungratefulness.

In reality, there is no inaccurate way of expressing my frustrations; my observations are subjective, but my intentions pure and unbiased.

The Toronto leg of B.A.P's Live On Earth Awake, organized by KpopMe, was a disgusting mess of unruly, undisciplined Tumblr addicts wallowing amongst the highest level of disorganization. There, I said it.
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In the depths of my stomach, I had felt something ominous. It crept up slowly every so often, but never fully exposed itself. The ticket sales themselves had been a huge joke: an online lineup for over two hours during regular working hours (Friday at 10 AM) for a randomized "Best Seat Available" selection.
While tickets for the Vancouver show had been sold from Ticketmaster, one of the most reliable ticket retailers, the Toronto show was sold exclusively utilizing a laggy, inefficient system set up by Massey Hall / Roy Thomson Hall. Not only did the website crash several times on different browsers, majority of the time, the page wasn't even capable of loading.
​While frequenting the downtown core, I knew that Roy Thomson was only a five minute walk from where I would be. Yet, as luck would have it, the only type of tickets that were not sold in physical form were for Elite Baby seats. As the highest tier available, these ticket holders would have access to General Admission seating and a High Touch session with the six group members following the show.


Needless to say, all of the above claims regarding the ticket "perks" were proven false come showtime.


I boarded my train sometime after 6 pm, camera-less and sporting my B.A.P wristbands with a considerable amount of pride.
"The doors won't be open until 6:30 pm" was a statement that had been declared by KpopMe prior to the concert. Thus, I headed to the Eaton Centre for dinner first, regrettably losing one of my much-adored wristbands along the way.
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It was 7:10 pm when I arrived at the concert venue. To my utter disgust, there was an unbelievably lengthy lineup waiting to enter the doors of Massey Hall.
But lineups aren't always horrible. Some move particularly swiftly, while others are, unfortunately, not so speedy.

I was able to catch the wandering glance of a friend, who had already been hovering outside for a solid twenty minutes. "I'm going in now!" she called out to me as she neared the door. "But I have a normal ticket though, so you might need to join the other lineup!"

Puzzled, I asked one of the nametag-donning middle-aged men, "Where is the Elite Baby line?".
He gestured to proceed around the corner. Not even five steps past this corner was the longest, most poorly arranged lineup I had ever witnessed. It twisted and turned beneath temporary pillars and through construction barriers, trailing onwards past St. Michael's hospital, until it finally ended some hundreds of wide-eyed adolescents later at a dreary section of Victoria St.
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I was aghast. The concert was to officially take place at 8 pm, yet those that had purchased the priciest tickets were still stuck outside, greeted with below-seasonal winds and homeless people. This degree of disorganization was far worse than their American concert I had the opportunity of seeing three years back.

The line eventually divided into two smaller lineups, and ticket holders were rudely shoved into the venue after a hostile bag check. While I had two members of security threatening to toss me out of the venue over the mere possession of an unopened water bottle, they had casually permitted those with small-format cameras to pass, despite having full knowledge of the imposed photography and videography pan. Why was this happening??
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Once inside, none of the Elite Baby ticket holders received their pre-purchased merchandise packages, nor was there time to visit the washroom prior to the show. No more gentle than the attendants at the doors outside, we were shoved into the concert hall with about two minutes to spare.

The show did not commence at 8 pm as advertised though. However, that was the least of my concerns - I was seated in the spot I had rightfully purchased and had not missed a second of the performance.
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The concert hall dimmed shortly afterwards, airing a short introductory video to create hype among the audience. Misty streams of gas began to cloud the stage. And all of the sudden, the first four rows of the audience stood up.

I, along with several other girls in my row, stood up in confusion. The group had not entered, nor had they demanded anyone to stand. And before I knew it, the entire General Admission floor was standing, for reasons beyond me as it had been completely clear that we had paid for seated spots.
But the first few rows refused to regain their seated position. As if on cue, several girls from the rows behind us ran up the front of the stage, while others hopped over the seats and stood in front of our row. The show soon commenced with the members confidently striding onto the stage in single file.

At this point, the sole security guard situated at the front of the stage showed absolute disconcert for any of the girls' actions. He enforced one point and one point only: "Don't block the cameraman."

The unruly pre-teens were certainly alright with that. One by one, they pulled out their phones, each lifting higher than the other for the purpose of obtaining the "best" footage of their idols. It was a repulsive sight.

I fumed. This was not fair play.
While I had specifically shelled out a few hundred to sit in the fifth row for this concert, I could not comprehend why I had been forced to remain standing behind rows upon rows of rambunctious, ill-mannered citizens simply to gape at the group's performances between bobbling heads, shaky hands, and a sea of low quality LED screens.

WHY HAD SECURITY NOT ENFORCED THIS TREACHERY?!?!?


I missed out the solo performances.
I couldn't see what happened on the stage.
I wasn't able to make out the members expressions through the few gaps I was peering through.

Instead, I found myself standing in a rundown theatre, with a solid, screaming barrier of electronic recording devices that had no place in a concert hall.

I had paid to see one of my favourite groups perform in front of my very eyes, not to witness the barricading of the stage for the sake of obtaining fancams to post on the Internet.

This was a concert, an experience only capable to be fully enjoyed upon interaction between the audience and the performer.

For the first time in my endless history of concert participation, I questioned why I had even bothered to attend.
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Did I mention that two of the girls had even plugged portable batteries into their phones for the sake of prolonging their low-res footage? They only cast eyeroll-accompanied glares in my direction when I politely asked them to lower their belongings from my direct line of sight. Well then.

The concert itself was breathtaking. It was unreal to witness the boys of B.A.P sing and dance in such close proximity. Since their performance at The Warfield in San Francisco, the group has matured significantly. Their performances this time had been shifted to fan interaction; through the selection of their newer, more carefree songs, as well as reduced intensity of dance segments, the six members were able to reserve energy to put towards maintaining smiles and cheerful dispositions as the show progressed.

Of course, I was nowhere thrilled when I discovered that Zelo's dance solo involved interactions with the floor of the stage, as the phone camera-barrier had shielded it completely from view. Even those from the more economically-priced balcony levels were capable of seeing the segment without obstructions, yet my viewing rights had been forcefully removed by the other attendees.
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Lastly, I should add that the High Touch portion following the concert was, in fact, not a High Touch at all. Elite ticket holders were instructed to remain in their seats after the hall had been re-illuminated. Without any further information, we soon found ourselves being shuffled out of our seats and roughly ushered into the adjacent hallway.

Lo and behold, the boys of B.A.P were standing right there! In one of the narrowest hallways I've ever sauntered through so confused, they were there, giving out high-fives to fans while being separated by, for lack of better terminology, lineup poles.

It could have undeniably been one of the most wonderfully fleeting moments of my life, yet I had been utterly confused to the point where I can't even recall the members' faces. Likewise, they had probably been equally confused.
I mean, wide-eyed teenage girls were being rushed by them in a blur of high fives - who wouldn't be?

The moment had concluded before I even became aware of my surroundings, and all I could remember was someone trying to snatch my phone and thrust me forward for hand-shaking instead of high-fives.
​Talk about some lovely organizational skills.
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Elite Baby ticket holders were finally able to obtain their pre-purchased merchandise following the unauthentic "High Touch" session; the package consisted of a copy of B.A.P's Carnival album (randomly signed), an official towel banner (and pouch), and two randomly-included Polaroids. While I was content enough to obtain a signed album and official merchandise, I overhead several younger girls complaining that they weren't able to choose the signed copy of their choice. At this point, I was seriously questioning their purpose for attending - was it to record low quality fancams for the purpose of bragging, or to obtain physical evidence of their so-called participation in this event to summon jealousy on social network platforms?

As a concluding statement, I can truthfully declare the following:

I have never attended a concert so poorly planned as such. From the ticket sales to seating arrangements to enforcing discipline among fans, to organizing a simple high-touch event, KpopMe's supposed hard work and much-endured efforts resulted in nothing more than a repulsively disorganized meetup.

The lack of properly executed planning was an exhibit of utter disgrace to a group of insurmountable popularity such as B.A.P, and an even bigger disappointment to those that purchased tickets in hopes of being able to properly enjoy their performance without interference.

I'm not complaining; I'm simply stating the facts.
Sara S
1/6/2017 10:20:40 pm

Strangely enough, my sister and I also purchased elite baby tickets but had a slightly different experience. We were ushered into the venue before the concert started and directed down a set of stairs where we got our merchandise and we were also asked which signed album we wanted (Side Note: Daehyun's was already out at the time). I chose Himchan and my sister chose Bang, then we went back up to the actual venue and we were told where our seats were located. I guess that's just another example of how disorganized it was...

Natalie (Admin) link
1/12/2017 09:10:24 am

Hi Sara,

Thank you for leaving your opinion!
I believe I overheard that Daehyun's had already been given out while I was still lining up as well. In all honesty, I didn't mind whether we received perks or not; I paid for Elite Baby in hopes of attaining a clear view of their performance, but this clearly wasn't the case. Either way, it just goes to show how disorganization can completely ruin a show, regardless of the artist(s) in attendance.


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