Thursday, December 4, 2014

Concert Anitcipation

Original 

     Parking is nothing but absolute havoc. Finding a spot seemed quite impossible. One is found and taken immediately. We leap out of the car. My friends and I are ready. Endless lines wrap around the venue. We join the other thrilled attendees. Smiles can’t be wiped off faces. Only a couple minutes have passed. Yet, the wait feels almost unending. Our anticipation can fight off armies. Our tickets are scanned and accepted. We squeeze past crowds of people. Arms are linked to stay together. Distance from the stage is decreasing. I want to be even closer.  The bars are at my chest. This is where I’m the most content. We still can’t believe we’re here. Another wait begins to drag on. Still, nothing could kill my excitement. Stage crew quickly sets up everything. Glimpses of the artists create insanity. The lights dim and we scream. A drum begins to be played. A melody begins on a guitar. Lyrics begin to be sung hypnotically. The jumping crowd abruptly sings along. Colorful, flashing lights fill the room. The bass is shaking my ribs. Our eyes could not be wider. For some reason, it feels unreal. Without a doubt, I belong here. 

Revised

Revisions Done: Expanded on length.


Concert of the year is announced. A lineup like this is unheard of. The group chat has become relentless. There is no question I’m attending. My friends and I purchase our tickets. The date has been marked down. We wish time could be fast-forwarded. The wait is going to take forever.

It’s the night before the night. My outfit has been picked out. Complete with my comfortable, timeless Converses. Transportation with friends is planned out. The quickest route has been chosen. “Driving To” playlist has been made. Energy fueled songs for the journey. “Driving From” playlist is also done. Mellow songs for the ride back. Concert tickets are ready to go. Phone rings with excitement filled texts. Sleep escapes me, eagerness fills in. This time tomorrow will be exuberant.

The next day is dragging on. I need time to speed up. When the afternoon arrives, we prepare. My friends and I are ecstatic. Before we leave, we eat up. Content, we pile into the car. The drive begins with nonstop music. Laughs and stories are exchanged throughout. The estimated arrival time clocks down. The venue is in clear sight.  Parking is nothing but absolute havoc. Finding a spot seemed quite impossible. One is found and taken immediately. We leap out of the car. My friends and I are ready. Endless lines wrap around the venue. We join the other thrilled attendees. Smiles can’t be wiped off faces. Conversations strike up effortlessly between everyone. Only a couple minutes have passed. Yet, the wait feels almost unending. Door open time is tiptoeing closer. The line begins to move forward. Attendees are inching closer with excitement. The entrance is nearby, yet far. We have reached the main door. Our tickets are scanned and accepted. 

Our anticipation could fight off armies.

Seeing the stage erupts our emotions. Expedition for the front has begun. Arms are linked to stay together. We squeeze past crowds of people. Distance from the stage is decreasing. I want to be even closer.  The bars are at my chest. This is where I’m most content. We still can’t believe we’re here. Now we begin the waiting game. Still, nothing could kill my excitement. Stage crew quickly sets up everything. Glimpses of the artists create insanity. They smile and wave back cheerfully. Their smirks show their own enthusiasm. Suddenly, the stage is seen vacant. Only mic stands and drums visible.

The lights have been shut off.  Darkness ensues a rush of emotions. My friends and I are screaming. Its seconds before sound is heard. Again, these seconds feel like years. A drum begins to be played. The crowd erupts into roaring cheers. A melody begins on a guitar. Undoubtingly, the roars become even louder. Lyrics begin to be sung hypnotically. The jumping crowd abruptly sings along. Colorful, flashing lights fill the stage. Fog begins to fill the venue. Lights can be seen in the air. Now, the display is beyond mesmerizing. My eyes could not be wider. My ribs shake with the bass. My voice is screaming the lyrics. My hands clap to the beat. My body is in constant motion. For some reason, it feels unreal.

Without a doubt, I belong here. 

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