As we reflect on the end of the Backstreet Boys Las Vegas residency, we can’t help but think of Dorothy leaving the land of Oz. Follow us here…
Just as Dorothy was swept from a black and white world to a land of beautiful colors, new friends, discoveries of self, lots of singing (and even a few wicked witches), we were blown (ahem, flew) into the city of Las Vegas to do the same since the Boys began their residency at Planet Hollywood in March 2017.
Some of us found a new courage. Some of us grew bigger hearts. Some of us actually lost our brains. Unlike Dorothy though, we all found a new place to call home. Suddenly, Vegas became our escape. It went from a place that we could go to see the Backstreet Boys to a place that we could go to meet up with our friends from all over, a place we could go to make some pretty epic memories, and a place and time that we will forever tell stories about for years to come.
When Kevin, Howie, Brian, AJ, and Nick converged to embark on the Larger Than Life residency, we had no idea what to expect. We knew we’d get the same caliber of vocals and performance we were used to, but we had no idea the level it would reach. We had no idea that a rose, a hand hold, a moment in time, singing along with our favorite Backstreet Boy would all be things that held significance two years later.
Now here we are…
80 shows (by the time they finish), two venue name changes, millions of fans from hundreds of countries, the birth of a Backstreet baby, an album, a Grammy nomination, a sold out cruise, a celebration of a quarter century together, and so much more…
The Backstreet Boys are ready to close this chapter (for now, at least) and head out on a world tour.
And it’s bittersweet.
Sure, we’re ready for the DNA tour to begin. We’re ready for new performances, new choreography, and new memories, but just as much as Dorothy wanted to go home (aka back to the familiarity of tour), she also didn’t want to leave the Tin Man, Scarecrow and Cowardly Lion behind.
As with the end of any Backstreet era, we have, to quote Nick Carter, mixed emotions. At the top of all of those emotions though, is an INSANE amount of gratitude.
We’re grateful to the Backstreet Boys.
To Kevin, who shows up to every meet and greet and every moment onstage to give 110% back to us.
To Howie, who showed up to the afterparties, always ready to party with us until early morning hours.
To Brian, who worked insanely hard through every performance to deliver his best and who went above and beyond to entertain.
To AJ, who gives a new meaning to the greatest showman, killing it with the vocals we fell in love everytime.
To Nick, who leaves it all out on stage every single time and moved to Las Vegas to raise his family, but also opened our eyes to so many great causes in the city as well.
We’re grateful for the BSB team (and families).
To the ones who helped us out everytime we didn’t know what we were doing.
To the ones that worked hard to make sure the VIP M&G lounge was everything it could be (especially to whoever thought of that bomb ass photobooth).
To the ones who make sure that everything ran smoothly from start to finish, that our photos turned out amazing, that we never had to wait long to get them, and that we had a truly great experience.
To the ones who helped us get where we needed to be for the afterparties and pointed us out to the Backstreet Boys when some of us weren’t bold enough to ask for a selfie ourselves.
To the ones who treated us like people rather than a bunch of fangirls. Thank you for listening.
To the wives who live streamed via Instagram when we couldn’t be there in person and played both parents to let the Boys do their thing with us.
We’re grateful to the venue staff.
To the security team inside Zappos Theater who has been exceedingly kind to all of us, but also kept us in line. Oh, and sang along with us.
To the bartenders who KEPT. IT. COMING.
To the ticketing agents who are always super welcoming.
To the Zappos social media team who fangirls alongside us and keeps it hype for our fave five.
We’re grateful for each other.
For this chapter.
For the friendships we’ve made and the lessons we’ve learned.
For the celebrations and the late nights.
For the bonding we’ve done over the post-concert depression and the jetlag.
For the fellow fans who share photos, videos and whatnot for someone who might want them.
For those that couldn’t attend a show in Vegas but supported those that could, supported the Boys extended stay and lived vicariously through everyone else, patiently waiting for the return to their own country / city.
For the ones who sing along. The ones who don’t question why we’re crying mid-concert. The ones who get it when we thought we were alone in these feelings.
How lucky we have been (and we didn’t even have to gamble to find out)!
To the city of Las Vegas…
Thank you for welcoming the Backstreet Boys with open arms and thank you for being a city that we never got tired of. Thank you for never sleeping because we sure as hell did not.
This is it.
With only three more shows and pink confetti drops left this week, we close this chapter in Backstreet history, knowing there are many more journeys to a different “OZ” ahead of us, but also knowing that these past 2 years will always hold a special place in our hearts, just like every era before.
We’ll never forget the feelings we felt the first time we saw the Boys turn around in those boxes, descending down to the stage.
We’ll never forget the incredible dancers who kept us entranced.
We’ll never forget LOVING how “Undone” sounds live (and Nick’s enthusiastic dancing).
We’ll never forget the anticipation of “Shape Of My Heart”.
We’ll never forget the most special of moments that we don’t even discuss, but remains pristine in our memories for a rainy day.
We’re so happy to have had this “home”. There’s no place like it.