Britney’s eighteenth show started at about 8 p.m. at the Target Center in Minneapolis, Minnesota. And here’s a rather not so good review of the show:

Britney shows off everything — except for her singing.

Britney Spears’ Friday-night stop at the sold-out Target Center offered every spectacle a concertgoer might want, from a cast of limber circus-style acrobats to flashy costume changes to an almost nonstop barrage of bite-size radio favorites, from “… Baby One More Time” to “Womanizer.”

What it didn’t offer was artistry, at least not from the main attraction. The 27-year-old single mother of two spent more of the 90-minute performance preening and posing than, you know, singing and dancing. And while the dazzling, high-tech stage was on par with anything Kenny Chesney, Celine Dion or U2 might use, Spears displayed little in the way of legitimate star power.

Indeed, she often felt more like a contest winner — wet T-shirt or otherwise — chosen for her ability to look pretty and take direction.

The set leaned heavily on the sleek, clubby and erotic dance-pop found on Spears’ two most recent albums, “Blackout” and “Circus.” The budget-busting effects and huge cast of backing dancers and musicians gave the show a certain pre-recession — or perhaps even pre-Sept. 11 — sense of decadence.

Spears interpreted tracks such as “Get Naked (I Got a Plan)” and “Freakshow” by giving a lap dance, wrapping herself around a stripper’s pole and bucking and/or thrashing her curvy body at every turn. Numerous video montages and backup-dancer interludes gave her the chance to change from one tight, sparkly and revealing outfit to another — slightly different — tight, sparkling and revealing outfit.

Was it sexual? Oh, yes. But sexy? Not so much.

If anything, Spears seems to have fallen into that same sex-for-sex’s-sake trap that Madonna found herself in during the early 1990s. The difference, however, is that there always has been some deeper significance to Madonna’s antics. Looking for any meaning in Spears’ music is like pulling back the curtain on the great and powerful Wizard of Oz only to find an overflowing ashtray, an empty bag of Cool Ranch Doritos and a sign reading “Gone drinking!”

Then again, the excitable, almost entirely female crowd of 18,500 probably wasn’t there to do anything but blow off some steam and spend a few hours in the general vicinity of crazy old Britney Spears pretending to sing her hits. And strictly on those terms, the evening was an unqualified success.

Source: Twin Cities

But hey! We know she’s good.

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