Seeing Mika during the rehearsals on Friday was a rare treat, it was a wonderful, relaxed day and we all knew Saturday wouldn’t be relaxed that way. The piazza would be absolutely packed, we would have to come there at dawn to get a decent spot behind the vip area and to keep the spot spend 12 hours under the sun without toilets or eating or even much drinking. It would be very hard and all my friends told it would be too much for them and that they would rather listen to the concert outside the main area and I could understand them very well.
Spending the whole day in the heat for a short performance in the evening was a lot. Some people had booked places at terrace restaurants in advance to have a view over the crowd but I wasn’t clever enough to do that and traveling all the way from Finland to Milan and not seeing the event itself felt somehow wrong. I had to spend the day at the piazza, I would meet my friends after that and we could have dinner together.
I arrived to the venue early and joined some people I knew in advance. The gates were opened at 10 am and I hurried my way to the barrier being well aware that standing the whole day without it would be impossible for me. It was a sunny, burning hot day. The area became full in a short time and had no toilets inside of it so it was clear we couldn’t use one until the late night after the show. That meant drinking as little as possible (even water was available as much as people needed) and in that heat not drinking enough made people dehydrated and the medical group carried fainted out one after another, not just 5 or 10 but dozens, during the whole day.
I’m not used to heat but I knew I wouldn’t faint, I would just feel exhausted and have a headache from lack of coffee. Young girls in their orange and yellow shirts worked for the event and kept offering sunscreen and hats and quite early in the afternoon things on stage started to happen and that kept the crowd entertained until it was time to officially start the concert around 8 pm. I was not next to anyone I knew in advance but the girls on my both sides spoke English so I could ask if needed any information.
The day was hot and tiring but the organization for the event worked much, much better than the one in Naples a few years ago. In Naples basically no one helped the audience (no water, no security, nothing) and this time I could see dozens and dozens of people just taking care of the crowd. If someone wasn’t feeling well they could get help immediately, at least around the area where I was, and everything was that way very safe. Also, even I was tired and had a headache later during the day I could still enjoy watching everything that happened on stage a lot.
During the past few years I’ve visited Italy many times and learnt to love the country. I love the art, culture and history. I love the food and especially the coffee. I know people from all over Italy and because of Mika have visited several corners of it. My personal favorites are places like Naples and Catania – I love shabby places with volcanos and in south I can easily find food suitable for my gluten-free diet – but every part of Italy has their own special features and it’s always interesting to learn to know them.
After all my trips to Italy I feel it’s becoming familiar to me the same way I feel in France even these two countries are otherwise so totally different. I can watch an event like this concert in Milan and recognize many artists and songs because I’ve seen them at Casa Mika or other events related to Mika and I enjoy that even I might not be into every artist or genre myself. I can’t explain who Beyonce is yet I can immediately give a list of at least 5 Italian rap artists and that’s just insane. In a twisted way it’s somehow cool to learn to know all these random things and that way be able to get a familiar feeling in a foreign country.
What surprised me most was how incredibly well people knew the lyrics for most of the songs. Many of the songs were catchy indeed, I still have songs by Ghali or Thegiornalisti playing in my head and can’t seem to make them stop. Also, I especially like the Italian way to give credit and show respect to older artists with long careers. In my country people don’t really care if someone is older or respect their age or the work they’ve done and it feels wrong and it often warms my heart to see how different it can be in some other countries.
The vip area in front of stage started to fill late afternoon and the beautiful view we had was gone. I knew to expect that in advance and can understand the system very well. The companies promoting and advertising at free events want value for their money and giving a special experience to their customers or influential people at the vip area is one way to get it.
The line-up was long. My headache got worse and I wasn’t feeling well any more and even I enjoyed watching different artists at some point I just wanted to see Mika on stage. After several rap artists it was turn for Fedez. I’ve seen him a few times but never really understood what’s the thing with him. His face and gestures give the impression that he knows his worth if you know what I mean by the expression.
It’s hard for me to see any difference between these numerous Italian rap artists, but on Saturday I saw several of them in row. And something changed the exact moment Fedez came on stage. Every single person around me raised there hands and mobiles at the same time. Suddenly everyone was awake and there was electricity in the air. I could feel it in my body and I could finally understand what’s the thing with him. He looks like he knows his worth because he knows his worth. He has this weird, incredible status and as a foreigner I don’t know where it comes from but it was interesting and impressive to see how people react to him.
Then it was finally time for Radio Italia World and Mika. Mika was wearing a colorful, glittery jacket and looked smiling and very happy, his performance was absolutely beautiful and the reception to it warm, appreciative and loving and I enjoyed being there and experiencing it all. During Stardust little sequins in both Mika’s and Chiara’s outfits sparkled making a lot of little lights (like in one of the pics below) and it was somehow so suitable. In the end of the performance he surprised the audience with L’Italiano, the song by Toto Cutugno that was released the same year Mika was born and actually even translated in Finnish that same year (it was a huge hit in my country as well) and his Italian audience loved it and I, as a foreigner, loved it. We saw a beautiful and charming four song performance.
After Mika’s performance I wanted to leave the crowd as quickly as possible to meet my friends as planned. I was tired and worried that I wouldn’t manage to get through the giant packed crowd so I asked the security guy at the barrier if i could go that way and he was kind and helped me over it. The problem was I had no idea how to go back to the audience on the other side and had no battery in my mobile left to call my friends but I was happy to leave the pushy crowd and thought I would figure something out. Luckily, there seemed to be an easy route to the other side and I could be there in a minute.
Except it wasn’t that easy. A security lady told I wasn’t allowed to use the route and that my only option to the other side was to walk around the building next to the concert area. I thanked her and did as told but by walking around the building also exited the official area and wasn’t let back in. I explained to the security guy stopping me that I was supposed to meet my friends and was only following instructions given by his colleague and very politely asked if he could let me back in. The guy said no. I saw my friends and tried to shout their names but they couldn’t hear me. I had no battery in my mobile so maybe the guy could shout their names, his voice was surely louder than mine? The guy said no.
Without my mobile I couldn’t find my hotel as the street I earlier used was closed and it made me worried and extremely politely I explained that one more time. The guy said no one more time. He wasn’t interested in my problems, he told he couldn’t care less. I saw my friends walking away, probably to the restaurant where we were supposed to eat but had no possibility to reach them and just stood there practically in tears after the long and tiring day.
Finally I saw people who knew my friends and could call them. One of them arrived immediately and told they were already waiting for me inside of the restaurant and not to worry any more. She would explain the situation to the security and we could have dinner together. And she did explain – in Italian and in an extra polite way – and asked if I could just enter the restaurant, that I wasn’t going back to the concert (which was free btw) and that I had just lost my way when coming to meet them. The guy said no. So I didn’t join my friends for dinner.
I tell the story because it’s small things like this that make me think Milan is an unfriendly place. It was disappointing that moment but fine in the end. I stayed with the girls who had helped me and waited until my friends had finished their meal and then finally met them all. They were all happy, smiling and in a good mood and I would have loved to chat with them longer but after everything that had happened felt better to return to my hotel. The whole group insisted walking me there and before saying good bye sang L’Italiano just for me and it was all very sweet of them.
This is how Italy is, everything is so extreme. It makes you love in a big way and it makes you annoyed in a big way. Milan has offered me many fantastic Mika moments and this weekend was one more to add on that list. What will stay strongest in my thoughts is things like Mika singing Beautiful Disaster watching Duomo di Milano, his Stardust performance with Chiara sequins in their outfits sparkling like little lights, L’Italiano in the end of his performance and my friends singing the same song after that. The other side of the experience like the burning heat, headache, people pushing or security guys using their tiny, tiny power in a wrong way will be just “something adventurous” and that way a part of the dear memory.
I can’t describe how good it was to see Mika on stage again, it filled my heart with love. Thanks everyone xxx