When was the last time you felt truly alive? The last time you felt like you truly belonged somewhere? The last time you felt you were worth for something? The last time you felt that all your worries were gone even for just a little while?
I could answer these four questions without even thinking. When was the last time? During a concert, of course.
Last February 2012, I started going to shows and concerts. I was a fan of many artists and bands long before that, but it was only last year, my senior year, when I was allowed to attend them. At first, I was scared to go to concerts, since I barely knew people in real life who had the same music taste as me. I only had online friends to talk to when it came to the topic. And I never actually met them personally.
And so, I was really nervous the day of attending my first show, since I will meet most of my online friends that day, and it will be our first meet-up of a sort. But then, all my worries were gone when I finally met them. I was, surprisingly, happy and worry-free. I trusted them. Even if it was the first time I saw them in flesh, that doesn't take away the fact that I trusted these people with my secrets, and they trusted me with theirs. I think they even know me better than people who I'm friends with in real life. So, I hung out with them before the show just like old friends. And I knew immediately, these people were bound to be my good friends for a long, long time.
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Meeting The Summer Set. Sigh. I miss them. |
That day, I also met my most favorite band in the whole world. The Summer Set. Yeah, I'd bet most of you had never heard of such band. But that doesn't take away the fact that they make great music, and the fact they're also great people. I gave them a gift, an artwork that I made myself just for them. I got the chance to hug them, and with each hug, I was thanking them. They were my therapy. They're part of the people I could truly call my heroes. And I loved them with all my heart. It was one of the greatest moments of my life, meeting my favorite band, and being able to thank them for whatever things they've done for my life.
And so, the waiting was over. The concert started. There were screaming. Girls and even boys were screaming everywhere even if the venue was in the middle of a mall. No one was ashamed. And I found myself screaming my heart out, too. Love was radiating all over the crowd. I felt it. I felt that every one of us present in the crowd were there for the same reason and for the same love for the bands and artists who saved many teenage lives.
Everyone was singing along, everyone kept shouting the names of their favorite band members. Many people were even crying out of happiness. And I was part of that amazing moment. I felt infinite. And because of attending my first show, concerts became part of my lifestyle. It became the cure to my emotional sickness.
I attended many other shows in 2012, and I was happy during every single one. LIV5 featuring the (A+ Dropouts, The Summer Set,, The Maine, We The Kings, Avenged Sevenfold, The Cab, We Are The In Crowd/Set Your Goals/This Century, Joe Jonas, and finally, The Jonas Brothers. Yes, my first band obsession.
Concerts aren't a waste of money. Really. Try going to one.. And you'll know what I mean.
