Look around. You’ve got the “I’m here for the vibe” couple, holding hands and swaying like they’re in a slow-motion perfume ad. Next to them is the “I’ve had one too many ciders” bloke, trying to hit the high notes and failing spectacularly.
There’s also the mum who’s clearly been dragged along by her teenager, but now she’s belting out “Mirrors” with more passion than anyone in the front row. It’s a microcosm of humanity, all united by the universal truth that Justin Timberlake’s falsetto makes you forget your own name.
You catch eyes with a stranger during “Can’t Stop the Feeling”, and you both do this awkward, shoulder-shimmy dance. It’s like when you accidentally make eye contact with someone while eating a banana—silly, but you share a silent laugh.
