Calling Gloria
The second coming |
In person, however, Trevi came off as the cheesiest kind of pop star. She opened her concerts with the horrific Laura Branigan hit "Gloria," screeched in an obnoxiously affected voice that sounded like a sitcom version of a punk rocker, and bounced around the stage in short skirts and ripped fishnet stockings. Her defining concert moment - when she pulled a guy from the crowd and forced him to strip to his boxers - suggested that she'd studied the principles of game-show degradation more than the theories of Betty Friedan.
Gloria Trevi 8pm Wed, May 11 $45-70 Freeman Coliseum 3201 E. Houston 224-9600 (TicketMaster) |
Incredibly, after being extradited to Mexico and beating the criminal rap against her, Trevi refuses to do the sensible thing and hide her head in shame. She's again selling herself as a rebel, the outlaw that the establishment doesn't want you to see (and really, who could blame them?). She's doing all this while six months pregnant, by her new boyfriend. But she's playing to predominantly empty arenas, and the entire affair has the depressing odor of desperation about it. Then again, Trevi's career always did.