A lot of people don’t like Lily Allen. A lot of my friends don’t like Lily Allen. But I do, and was more than happy to plunk down the cash to see her in concert on her first proper US tour, despite the fact that the MTV logo was splashed all over it, making it a bit more expensive than I’d have liked. So be it. I was psyched. And I still am psyched! Lily was effing adorable and so much more talented than people would have you believe. Quite a set of lungs on that kid. And when I say kid, I do mean “kid.” Seriously, guys, what am I doing with my life? I want to be young, rap to calypso songs, talk shit about people and be famous, too. Say what you will about Lily and her ranting, bitchy ways, but she’s got the right idea, and the chops to back it up.

The doors were at 6:30 and we thought we’d be super late when we strolled in around 8, but there was just a DJ spinning. At first I thought he was trying too hard, but he turned out to be pretty great. He mixed everything from Klaxons to Michael Jackson to Bel Biv DeVoe. He got a nice round of applause when he left. Then Lily took her sweet time, finally bouncing out around 9, I believe. Her reception was enormous and loving. By the third song, a fan had already given her a t-shirt, the design of which was reminiscent of the “I [heart] NY” tourist items, except it read, “NY [hearts]” and then a photo of Lily. Aww. At first she seemed only half-amused by it, but by the end of the evening, she was holding it up for us to see, all chuffed.