ON the surface, Katy Perry’s California Dreams tour is sugar and spice and all things nice.
The set is caked in, well, cakes, candy floss, clouds and fluffy kittens – very saccharine, very girly and very much a crowd-pleaser for the scores of fans who had imitated Katy’s famous Danish pastry-themed bra for the night.
But as the singer belted out her hits including Teenage Dream, I Kissed a Girl and Hot and Cold you’re drawn deeper into her kooky, off-the-wall world.
The show has a plot involving Katy’s search for her lost kitty and her dream boat, the baker’s boy. But along the way she must defeat the evil butcher.
Cue inflatable pork chops, a giant robot-dancing purple cat, a troupe of gingerbread men and other curiosities – think Charlie and the Chocolate Factory meets Alice in Wonderland.
It’s this crazy style that’s earned Ms Perry a legion of loyal fans who whooped their way through her two-hour set.
She repaid them with bucket loads of enthusiasm and a colourful show, quite unlike any I’ve seen before.
Also unique was her audience interaction. Unlike many of her chart-topping counterparts, Katy really makes the fans part of the show – at one point even climbing aloft a security guard’s shoulder to kiss and hug a lucky few in the front row.
A rendition of Whitney Houston’s I Wanna Dance with Somebody also saw her invite fans on the stage to dance alongside their sequined idol.
They and the rest of the audience are whipped up in whirlwind of glitter and lollipops that culminates in lyrical big hitters Firework and California Gurls.
You’d have to be super cynical not to crack a smile at Perry’s poptastic show. It may be sickly sweet and a little crazy, but she’s fabulous fun.