The concert of my life

Two weekends ago, I went to a concert in Cincinnati with James Shockley. The two bands were Angels and Airwaves and Say Anything, both of which we are huge fans of. We got in line, about 30 from the front 2 hours before the show, and luckily we were under a small awning, protecting us from the rain that pestered all of the others in line. Hunger began to set in, which led to us requesting some bread from another fellow queuer to hold us over. Finally, we walked in and were 3 people from the stage. Perfect position.

Say Anything came on to open with incredible energy, the band was great and really got the crowd going. The pushing got a little excessive, but hey, it was what we paid for, and we were willing to take the lumps. After a stellar 45 minute set, we were all drenched in sweat, some was our own, some wasn't. The band threw out a bottle of water and we caught it. Ahh, sweet nectar, no one but the two of us were going to get any of it.

Finally Angels and Airwaves came on. This was the part I had waited for for years. They lighting was amazing, and the sound was perfect. The crowd surfers seemed to be abundant, and eventually I was just too weak to hold them up. I was in awe; I was standing 5 feet away from 4 almost life long role models. At the end of the show, I was met with over joying excitment, it had been the show of my life, yet still disappointment because it was over. I never wanted it to end. It was a perfect show and a perfect night.