But this year's show, featuring Beyonce, Coldplay, and Bruno Mars, was....weird. Like acid trip weird, despite having a great message about love for everyone. But by the time the marching band and Beyonce and Bruno Mars were shaking it to "Uptown Funk," I found myself desperately wishing that the lights would just go out, like what happened the last time Queen Bey took over the Superbowl stage.
So in case you missed it, here are several images that pretty much perfectly will recreate it.
First of all, those three artists, while each good, just don't go together. This is the meal equivalent of what we had to digest on stage:
Granted, the mash up and dance off with Bruno Mars and Beyonce had potential to be cool, but it just really looked like this:
And Chris "Coldplay" Martin went from being waaay too hyped up to looking so left out and awkward once those other two got involved, it was like this:
But really, Beyonce's mane event was upstaging everything like this:
Her mane swirled around more than the trippy bouquet of Lisa Frank flowers dancing across the 50 yard line making the whole thing look like my fifth grade trapper keeper like this:
By the end of the show, we were left with just so much freakin over-stimulating color like this:
And the same uneasy feeling you get from watching a Rankin Bass cartoon like this:
Thanks Superbowl 50 for the rainbow musical mess.
I'm actually shocked they couldn't find a place for Superbowl icon Left Shark in this many colored spectacle.