Thirty, flirty and thriving alright! Riverstage, you outdid yourself.
You know it’s been a good night when you lose your voice from singing and your feet hurt the next day from dancing too hard.
Due to prior commitments I only attended the final act of Birthday Bash, Hot Dub Time Machine.
I had no clue what I was in for, but all expectations were exceeded.
A countdown through the decades of the most iconic songs from each era, with a splash of confetti and live brass trio.
You only heard a small snippet of each song, which in some cases was good (if you were the only person in the crowd that missed the memo on this seemingly iconic song) and other cases bad (if it was your favourite song of all time).
Just when you thought it couldn’t get any better, they had to be out at 10pm so you could still crawl into bed at a reasonable hour.