Concerts Are My Addiction
Everyone is addicted to something. Whether you admit it or not, there is something in your life that you choose to use, do, or watch at an excessive amount. This could be good or bad obviously depending on what it is. For example, if you’re addicted to sunflower seeds then it’s obviously much better than being addicted to cigarettes. I know, thank you captain obvious. I say that to say this: I am addicted to concerts.
It’s the ultimate rush for a huge music fan. I recently went to the “Watch the Throne” tour in Boston and I went through my usual routine before a concert. It’s that feeling of excitement, but at the same time it still doesn’t hit you. You go through the months, weeks, and days to the concert knowing that you’re going, but it’s still not FULLY hitting you. When people ask you if you’re going, you say “yes” with excitement (and in a sort of braggadocious manner) but still don’t have that rush of excitement.
Now, I’ve been to numerous concerts in the last three years. I’ve pretty much seen anybody that I would want to see. I’ve rapped with Crooked I, was part of history at Yankee Stadium with Jay-Z and Eminem, and was at Lil Wayne’s first show on tour after getting out of prison. That was all in this past year. I’ve been front row for Drake, Nicki, Luda, Banks, and Slaughterhouse. I got to see Dr. Dre perform last year in Yankee Stadium and I’ve seen Jay-Z six times. With all the money I’ve spent on those tickets, I felt as if that paragraph was necessary. Sorry for being that guy.
It’s the day of the concert. You wake up and the first thing on your mind is what you will be doing tonight. The experience you will have and all the possible scenarios of what the show may be. Whether you have class, work, or even just the day off, you’re still thinking about that show. But once again, still no butterflies in the stomach, chill down your spine, but you’re starting to fiend for it a little bit more. Hours seem like days, minutes like hours, but it still hasn’t hit you. What will it take to give you that rush that you are expecting? Well isn’t it obvious what the answer to this question is?
You’re on the road, heading to the venue. The whole ride you’re playing you’re favorite album by that artist. Rapping or singing every lyric and building up the excitement for the night. It starts to hit you a little bit. At one point the music gets turned down and everyone starts giving their opinion on what songs will be performed. Will there be any special guests? What song will they come out to? How long will they perform for? Questions flying around, predictions being made, and that excitement starting to build up even more.
You get to the venue and park. I call this part of the night the “longest chain lift in the world.” I call it that because it’s like you’re on a roller coaster. Sitting in your seats waiting for the show to start is like the way up before the big drop on a coaster. You start getting a little anxious. You’re legs don’t stop moving and you run every time you go to the bathroom or buy drinks just in case the show starts while you’re gone. Conversation at this point is very minimal. You just wait.
All of a sudden the lights go out. You’re stomach drops and you fly out of your seat. It’s show time. The intro starts and so does the screaming, the singing, the rapping in unison amongst all the fans. It FINALLY hits you. You’re heart is pounding and if you’re like me then you are jumping with your hands up yelling every lyric you know. All of a sudden the strangers around you become friends. Dapping everyone up for no reason. To witness some of your favorite songs by one of your favorite artists being performed live is a whole different level of excitement and awe. Even in seeing Jay six times, the rush never gets old.
There’s just something about being a part of the crowd. It’s like when the Power Rangers would go from individuals to form a Megazord. I know, I’m a geek. What I’m saying is, everyone in the crowd comes together to form one voice. Sometimes I just look around in the crowd and see that I’m not alone. Everyone in there is feeling the same level of euphoria that I am. I say all of that to say this: Concerts, you are my drug.
“One nation, under God”
I always grade a show on how bad my voice is at the end. If I have no voice, then it was a 10. That means I was screaming the lyrics to every song and I was satisfied with the set. That happens most of the time. I felt like I wanted to share this with you guys, because I know there are many of you out there that are like me. We’d love to hear your favorite concert experiences and what you felt during them. Who was your favorite person to see and when?
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