I found Prima Donna’s high-energy performance, to be quite a surprise. Having never seen Adam Ant before, I expected the show to be a fun, but quaint nostalgia act, and I was very mistaken.
Prima Donna was a perfect opener--they knew how to get the crowd’s attention, and they held on tight. With seemingly limitless confidence, high-energy stage-presence, and youthful good-looks, were as close to the epitome of rock ’n roll swagger that I can remember seeing. In fact they were a much better fit for Adam Ant than I was expecting.
I have to admit, that I wasn’t well-versed with Mr. Ant’s catalog. Although I grew up knowing his biggest hits, I was not familiar with most of his work, and when he took the stage, he came out not as a washed-up pop-singer, but an artists with years of credibility. He took the stage with pride, he sang with gusto, played fast, and he played loud. This wasn’t a casino-boat, revival act; this was a powerhouse. Every Adam Ant song you can remember he played, but they were heavy. The guitars were dirty, grungy, and wonderful. His vocals were strong, and precise. And they played, and played, and played.
It was obvious that the crowd was made up of die-hard fans that had waited along time for this night, and they were not disappointed.