Concerts

Concerts, loud music, big crowds, people going crazy over their favorite band and/or the good looking singer on the stage.  Maybe it the drummer for you.  I don’t really go to concerts.  Not sure why, but it isn’t because of the crowds or the noise. In all my life I’ve only been to one concert which was to an Iron Maiden concert.  Yes am a fan of hard rock.  Grew up with it since my older bother and his friends listened to it. Actually I enjoy listening to many different types of music, even classical.

This past weekend I went to a concert or a music festival.  The Final Four games were in town and my little sister heard that a certain band was playing.  Maroon 5, never heard of them, but I know I’ve heard their music before.  Well she wanted to go and had no one else to go with, so I tag along.  Not because of the band, but just so she wasn’t alone walking at night. We got there and there was already a line of people waiting to get into the venue.  O this was a free concert so there were already people inside the venue.  After a good 10 to 15 minutes waiting we start to hear they closed the gate.  The venue was filled to capacity.  Bummer! People still waited but after being told by the police they weren’t going to let people in, they decided to leave.  Many didn’t go home and neither did we.  People walk to the side of the fence which is a street that was closed off for the event and waited for the band to play.  Young and older girl dissappointed to not be part of the crowd and have a view of the stage.  Me on the other didn’t mind we stayed.  I could have told my sister let go cause am not a big fan of the band, but didn’t want what she spent on parking to go to waste.

So the time came, the band got on stage and people cheering from inside the venue.  Even though we, along with several hundred of people standing outside the fence cheered. Well I didn’t cheer. People excited once the band started playing. Cell phone in the air, record what they could get on video.  Girls taking selfie, singing along, moving the body as they were high on drugs.  The funny part was the older guys just there cause their wives /girlfriends / daughters are fans.  Two guys behind me, just talking about life, growing up.  Nothing about the music, probably wishing they were home drinking a beer. I was just being an observer / body guard, letting my sister enjoy the moment. Watching the girls to the left of me, dancing and then noticing the girls in front of me taking a selfie and was it the photo.  Damn! I hate when that happens. O well, but I wish I had brought my camera just to practice some night photography.

After a hour and half the show came to a conclusion.   A fireworks show and people walking to their cars or apartments.

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