“What’s so great about going to a concert?”
It’s finding out a band is touring and the awfully long time you have to wait for dates. It’s the panicking, the nerves, and the hopes that they’ll come to your town. And when they finally do, it’s the rush to get tickets as soon as possible. It’s counting down the days, wishing it’d just come already. It’s writing the members letters that explain just how much they mean to you. It’s picking out the perfect outfit or making a t-shirt. It’s that day when your countdown hits one and you’re too excited to sleep, even though you’re getting up early the next morning. It’s when your alarm goes off at 6AM and for once in your life, you’re excited to get up. It’s the rush to get ready and making sure you don’t forget anything. It’s the car ride and listening to the band the whole way there. It’s waiting in the snow, the pouring rain, blistering heat or the freezing cold for six hours just to get to the front row. It’s about making friends in line. It’s about that feeling you get when the doors first open, they tear your ticket and you run to the front. It’s the feeling of the metal barricade in front of you and the thought of the band being three feet away. It’s the hour until the show starts and when they finally step on stage, it’s about the screams that fill up the venue. It’s the loud music ringing through your ears and the presence of your idols on stage. It’s having no personal space and not caring at all. It’s the band playing your absolute favorite songs. It’s realizing that hundreds of people feel the exact same way you do, yet it’s still special. It’s making friends with the merch guys and buying shirts and bracelets to wear to school the next day, it’s venturing off to meet the band. It’s that incredible feeling when you meet someone you’ve idolized for who knows how long, it’s getting their autograph, it’s getting a hug, and if you’re lucky, it’s getting to talk to them, person to person. It’s that feeling you get when it’s all over, it’s sadness, yet it’s pure bliss. It’s post concert depression, and it’s waiting for everything to start over….
