Sting visited the Hunter Valley (Sydney’s wine region) for the first time during the Australian leg of his Symphonicity tour. The temperature hovered on 40 degrees Celsius the entire week leading up to and including the day of the concert. I dragged my husband and two boys, a 12 and 10 year old, to watch my most favourite male performer. Under the sweltering sun, you can imagine my mental strength of trying to hold everyone together. Migo wanted to take off his shirt, with a constant barrage of “Mama mama mama, it’s warm!” He likes to call our names three times. Gab, whom I had a pact of absolute perfect behaviour during the concert (read: no whinging at anytime!) was sullen. The hubby? He likes Sting as much as the next person in that concert, but he is not a fan of discomfort. I just knew that he was on the border of grumpiness. I could hear ramblings of “we should never do this again in summer”. Me? I would not hear any of it. I was determined to get the most of the tickets I paid for (multiplied by four). Therefore, inside my head I went, “Keep cool Cha and maintain the excitement of seeing Sting one more time (the 4th time).”
Sting is 60 years old, yet he’s as fit as a fiddle. He was dressed down due to the heat, in his signature jeans and t-shirt. Jo Lawry, his female vocalist was outstanding. Dominic Miller, as always, was brilliant. The Sydney Symphony Orchestra was conducted by the entertaining Steven Mercurio.