Tomorrow is the last show of Madonna's Rebel Heart tour. It's been a crazy ride. The era started with a damaging demo leak, followed by a phased official release that turned out to be a major commercial disappointment, a fall at the Brits felt around the world, and a tour that fans have followed around the world through Periscope and YouTube videos, obsessively wondering each show how late she would start, which songs she would she add or cut, and who would the unapologetic bitch of the evening. Somewhere in there, we also got the Rocco custody drama, the curious Tears Of A Clown show in Melbourne where she performed deep album cuts like Easy Ride and Intervention in a clown costume for 1,500 fans, and the press sharpening its ageist and misogynist knives and reporting that she was a drunk in the midst of a major meltdown. Through it all, she delivered what many fans considered to be the most enjoyable shows of her entire concert career. It's an onstage Madonna that is, for the very first time, personable and chatty and funny and vulnerable. For all f-f-fuck-yeahs and f-f-fuck-nos, and for all the bitch-this and bitch-that, and for all the nuns and stripper poles, more than ever you can see this is just a showgirl who works really hard to put on a good show. I am so proud of her, for how tough she has had to fight this last year, and really just want to give her a hug. I am sad that this era has come to an end. I cannot wait to see what the next era will bring.
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