When did Taylor Swift make it big?

The first tears flow before Taylor Swift even takes the stage. "Yeah, I'm in now." A woman who came from Germany breaks her voice when she sends the happy news home on her cell phone. Thirteen hours of driving, then standing in line for a whole day on the Boulevard des Capucines until the PR people finally take pity on them. The four members of the Swift fan club from Northern Germany get yellow ribbons around their wrists and are among the first to hear the American's new album live. Four of only 2000 guests. Sure you can cry there.

The pop star's name is written in huge red illuminated letters on the facade of the Olympia, in which they all played: Édith Piaf, Louis Armstrong, David Bowie, the Rolling Stones. With her now ten Grammys, Swift can easily enroll in this series. And she does it as swiftaft as one imagines. The others before her were legends, she is also best friend.

You can't buy tickets for the concert, you get them with the Swift currency: love and devotion. In L'Olympia there should only be people who either begged for a long time at the door or who tirelessly took part in radio raffles. "I would do things for her that I wouldn't even do for my family," says a 20-year-old and his concert partner presses her hands to her chest to somehow get all her emotions under control: "She is just abnormal kind." Swift, they say, is "like a drug", "if she doesn't post anything on Instagram for a long time, I get withdrawal symptoms".

Very close and unreachable: In real life, this combination leads to the bitterest lovesickness, Swift has sold more than 50 million albums with this recipe. When she steps on the stage, not only does the whole hall start screaming, the fans even shine. It is made possible by the special bracelet that everyone gets strapped on at the entrance and on which LED lights change color to the sound of Swift's voice. So everyone has a little bit of flashing Swift, all to themselves. This bracelet is also a good idea because everyone is always holding their hands up in order to film the concert from start to finish. Thanks to the lighting next to the displays, the cell phones look a little less mundane.

Swift doesn't bother with cynics

After all, the disadvantage of such a VIP event is that people who are declared VIPs often tend to be most interested in themselves. In the front rows of the hall, every single song is sung along, even the latest ones that Swift has never performed live before. In the back rows are the invited guests from the popelite who prefer to talk about the past weekend and their upcoming projects. This becomes a little too noticeable when Swift sends her band off the stage and accompanies themselves on guitar. "I wrote this song in the bathtub," she says. Intimate! The fans in the front groan with happiness. The guests in the back rows are happy that they no longer have to speak against the loud band.

Swift called this Paris evening "City of Lover". So not the city of love, but the city of "Lover", their new album. After all, everything Swift touches gets the hallmark of the Taylor universe. So Paris is her city today and she already showed what that means in the music video of her single "ME!" made clear. There the singer dances through a computer-made Paris backdrop in pastel colors. Everything is love, love, love.

If you live in Paris, you quickly become a Garstbold who stands by and applauds when the city cleaning service flexes a few heart-decorated padlocks from the bridge railings. Swift, all American, doesn't dwell on such cynics. Your Paris is full of rainbows, butterflies, kittens and people flying through the air with umbrellas because they are so happy. And the surprising thing about her concert is that all the frosting looks like pretty hard work when she performs it live on stage. Each of her movements is precise, no hip swivel superfluous, each smile is set in a controlled manner. She combines the harmless girlish charm that made her great with the appearance of a woman who seems to make all the decisions herself.

The way home by bike leads past the Eiffel Tower. The French writer Guy de Maupassant is said to have had lunch right next to the building. Because he found the tower so terrible. He is quoted as saying: "It is the only place from where I cannot see him." After the hour-long pop infusion at L'Olympia, the view of the tower is different. Thoughts barely enough to say "Oh, how beautiful it glitters" before you find yourself forced to keep humming Taylor Swift songs. The brain wants to protest, but the feet kick to the rhythm of the bouncer hit: "Haters gonna hate, hate, hate, hate, hate".