I’m a Black-Cat-or-smaller, low-spectacle rock band kind of Girl. Venturing to the Verizon Center to see a pop sensation perform to thousands of fans last Friday definitely took me out of my element. But bring together I don’t know how many dancers, four drum kits, three keytars, two turntables and one man by the name of Timberlake on an unbelievably tricked-out stage in the middle of the floor and, well, I can find plenty to love in a big venue.

As the stage was prepared for Justin Timberlake’s entrance, there was a palpable electricity running through the audience. Lead-in music ranged from the pop and hip hop hits you’d expect to Nine Inch Nails and Tom Vek, revealing Timberlake’s musical tastes to range as far and wide as his appeal does. The audience was made of 14-year-olds in matching homemade ‘Justin for President’ t-shirts and adults who looked like they’d stolen their kid’s CDs and lied to them about being able to score tickets. Every type of fan came together to fill the room with buzzing adoration for Timberlake’s pop prowess. As he took the stage, all smoke and silk screens, I was right there adding my scream to the masses as we gave him a roaring welcome.

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