Wednesday, January 18, 2006

The most amazing night

The doors opened and the line started moving. Was this really happening? I was about to experience this band live for the first time. I handed my ticket to the bouncer and entered the club. There was no one in the way of the stage. I walked as fast as I could. This was unreal I was leaning on the speaker. I couldn’t have been any closer. I turned to my friend and just started jumping up and down. After what seemed like hours the members of the band started to appear on the stage one by one. They finished tuning their instruments and just started jamming. The music blared from the speaker underneath my arms. It was loud but I didn’t care. I sang and danced to the music like I had never done before. I made eye contact with the bassist and instantly we both smiled. This was a dream come true for both of us. They had never played to a crowd like this. The room was packed and every single person in that room was there for them and was singing the songs right along with them.

The first show ended and my friends and I filed back outside to get in line for the second show. I was tired and my feet were killing me but I couldn’t wait to get back in there to experience it all over again. It seemed to take even longer for the band to appear this time, but finally they did. This show was different, they were playing longer and they were jamming even harder. They played every song from their album start to finish. I had listened to the album more times than I could count but not like this.

This band had brought us all together like family and it was so great meet some of the people I had been talking to through the message boards for months. The time had come to catch the train back to Connecticut. As I headed towards the door, I about walked into the bassist. He instantly gave me a huge hug and thanked me for coming. We chatted for a few minutes and it felt like I had known him for years. We took some pictures and then walked out on the streets of New York City. We spent the entire train ride home looking through our cameras and talking about the amazing show we had just seen.

When I finally arrived back home the next morning I was in the most amazing mood for days. This band had brought me so many things. Amazing music, amazing friends, and now the most amazing concert I had ever attended.

5 Comments:

At 1/19/2006 11:16:00 PM, Blogger Kailyn Oliver said...

Hi Kim-
I liked your story. I am curious as to what concert you went to? My first Guster concert I went to was like that, I was right next to the speaker at the Whittamore Center. I know what you mean when you say that you were in a good mood for days.

 
At 1/21/2006 10:36:00 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Music is a powerful and magical thing. Which show was this?

 
At 1/24/2006 08:06:00 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

I recently had a similar experience when I went to a Fiona Apple concert in Boston. When someone's heart is truly in the music, it makes the experience that much more powerful.

Cheryl Debelis

 
At 1/25/2006 06:08:00 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Hi Kim,
I think your memory serves perfectly! I was right next o you at the front of that stage! The raw emotion that exudes from this band is something words cannot explain! I never believed I would be brave enough to drive in NYC, but Betty and my friends motivated me!
Barb

 
At 1/25/2006 03:12:00 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Do you think we can handle the excitement all over again?!!!!
YES! YES! YES!

Jo

 

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