Friends, I don’t know how to start or end this post, save for the title. I came home from Poppy’s show drunk, euphoric and feeling completely vindicated in having taken up this bizarre world as a hobby. I saw what idol is capable of in the United States.
I’ve extolled the virtues of Poppy before, and I’ve made a few passing attempts here and there to gin up a little more interest in her among idol fans — if it worked for you, I am happy; if it didn’t, you are bad. Two nights ago, I got to take in her show from the Poppy.Computer tour right in ol’ DC, and it was absolutely the experience that I wanted it to be.
Of course I did the VIP experience, which included some merch items but, more importantly, a chance to “meet the real Poppy” via a VR experience that I really wish I could show you, but, you know, VR. Just imagine a weird series of games and puzzles with no apparent point until Poppy and Titanic get sick of you — for instance, I don’t know if what I did with the ray gun was right, or with the key in the room with many doors, or what the weird icepick things were for, but it was fun. Continue reading