Fireball at The Amp

My love for Latin music dates back 19 years to when I was a photography intern with the Pittsburgh Pirates. Back then, each player had their own up-to-bat song, and many of them chose Latin tracks. One of the most memorable for me was Pitbull. From that moment, I was hooked. Whether I was driving, relaxing at home, or prepping for Zumba classes, Pitbull was my go-to artist from 2006 to 2014. Teaching Zumba deepened my love for Latin beats, and attending a Pitbull concert felt like the ultimate experience I had been waiting for.

I was excited to snag a pit ticket for the Pitbull concert at The Amp in St. Augustine, FL, and I made sure to arrive early to secure a front-row spot for what I thought would be an unforgettable show. Unfortunately, it didn’t quite live up to the hype. Pitbull started almost an hour late and wrapped up about 45 minutes early. There wasn't much actual singing; instead, the focus seemed to be on his dance routines, with lots of grinding on his dancers. While I understand that’s part of his act, it left me disappointed.

The turning point for me was when Pitbull flicked his sweat into the crowd—some of it hit my face. Shortly after, a woman threw her bra on stage, and he used it to wipe his sweat before tossing it back into the crowd. People in the pit area were going wild—one woman even accidentally punched me in the face trying to grab the bra. The whole thing felt more like a spectacle than a concert.

Despite that, The Amp itself was incredible! The venue was clean, especially the bathrooms, and the staff was super friendly. I think any seat in the house would offer a great view, so if I attend another concert there, I’d definitely opt for a regular seat and avoid the chaos of the pit area.