{"id":580,"date":"2025-04-27T10:59:57","date_gmt":"2025-04-27T08:59:57","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.flexibleassistance.com\/?p=580"},"modified":"2025-05-08T10:06:44","modified_gmt":"2025-05-08T08:06:44","slug":"i-went-to-usher-and-no-thats-not-a-typo","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.flexibleassistance.com\/en\/i-went-to-usher-and-no-thats-not-a-typo\/","title":{"rendered":"I went to Usher (and no, that\u2019s not a typo)"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p>By: A not-so-old, TikTok-addicted music lover with a chaotic playlist.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Let me start by saying this: I\u2019m not really the \u201cconcert type.\u201d Or the \u201cfestival type.\u201d Or the \u201cscreaming-in-the-crowd-with-glitter-on-my-face type.\u201d<br>But\u2026 yesterday, after twenty years (yes, really &#8211; two full decades!), I went to a concert. And not just any concert &#8211; no, I went to see Usher. Mister smooth moves himself.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>And yes, Usher is also famous for the cherries during his show. Love that! It&#8217;s brilliant marketing, but it also makes his concerts unforgettable. Thankfully, I wasn\u2019t seated anywhere near his cherry route, because honestly\u2026 I don\u2019t know what I\u2019d do if he stood right in front of me.<br>Would I eat the cherry or not? That\u2019s the question.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Before I left the house, my son said: \u201cMom, please don\u2019t end up on social media eating Usher\u2019s cherries!\u201d \ud83d\ude02<br>Luckily, I didn\u2019t have to find out what I would\u2019ve done &#8211; because who knows how I would\u2019ve reacted!<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>And you know what? It was fun. Like, really fun.<br>But honestly? Honestly, I\u2019ve sometimes seen him better on TikTok and YouTube than in real life. Sorry, but it\u2019s true. I mean, on-screen the lighting is perfect, the camera zooms in, and you don\u2019t have someone in front of you doing a full workout during \u201cYeah!\u201d.<br>Still &#8211; I was there. I experienced it. And that counts!<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Music runs deep in me, that\u2019s never been the problem.<br>My playlist? A hot mess, but a glorious one.<br>It\u2019s like a musical buffet: from Chris Brown to Krezip, suddenly some Coldplay, followed by a guilty pleasure from the \u201890s (Backstreet\u2019s back, alright!).<br>Some days I\u2019m a soulful diva, other days I\u2019m a sentimental poet cramming too many words into one line.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>And yes &#8211; on Monday mornings I blast a song I don\u2019t even know the lyrics to, but I sing like I\u2019m up for a Grammy.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>So no, it\u2019s not about a lack of music love. I just don\u2019t always need a crowd or a stadium to feel it.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Sidenote: I just got on TikTok and wow\u2026 a whole new world has opened up.<br>People are singing entire musicals in their kitchens! And you can \u201cattend\u201d concerts without leaving your house.&nbsp; Love it.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>So no, I\u2019m not a die-hard concertgoer. You probably won\u2019t find me in the front row wearing a glitter top and a flower crown.<br>But give me music, a cozy spot, a good story, or just a solid beat &#8211; and I\u2019m all in.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>And in the meantime? I\u2019m happily scrolling through TikTok.<br>And maybe, just maybe\u2026 I\u2019m dancing along.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Love,<br>Jennifer<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>By: A not-so-old, TikTok-addicted music lover with a chaotic playlist. 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