I wonder what the ratio of screaming teens and tweens to parents is at a Justin Bieber concert? I’m guessing it is 1 parent for every 4 kids. A dad chaperoned his teens and wrote the best (honest) review of the concert. Fun fact: the VIP section is called the J-Pit. Another fun fact: when the Biebs released his new album, I bought the CD to listen to in my car. This is not something I’m proud of, but I will take you on in Bieber Car-a-oke.
In other internet stuff Caspar’s Baywatch audition will make you chuckle, see a side of Darth Vader you’ve never seen before, and learn how to unfriend people on Facebook like a pro. You’re welcome.
He has a signature movement. He hunches his shoulders and bends his knees as if he is defending the home team’s basket and his palms seem to graze his crotch. He does this every few minutes, as if he is adjusting a jock strap that’s too tight. It looks sort of molester-ish.
When his kids explain why Justin Bieber has to lip sync (something about damaging vocal chords):
In 2017 Justin has 48 shows lined up. Led Zeppelin did 88 shows in 1970, traveling in shitty 1970s airplanes and limos with no wi-fi across America twice, then through the UK, through Scandinavia and Europe.
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