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May. 1st, 2011 02:28 pmI am firmly convinced that I have a concert angel.
We trekked down to San Antonio (Helotes, actually) yesterday for the purpose of seeing Blue October again. Somehow, despite a line that was several hundred people strong when we arrived, J and I ended up next to the stage. We were the second row of people by the security barrier, but still six feet from the stage. We experienced a small incident that was quickly diffused by a very helpful gentlemen who was merely a member of the audience (though, we think that he was with the girl who caused the problem in the first place). It was a nice change from an earlier show - remind me to tell you about the time that Hipster Barbie attempted to beat up my husband at the Cake show we went to around New Year's.
But no, things were cool. I have learned that, for the most part, Blue October fans are among the greatest people in the world. The girl standing next to us saved me with a very fortuitously timed bottle of cold water that HER friend had just given to her. She told me that she didn't need it because she still had half of her original bottle. It was exceedingly hot and miserable. One girl passed out while the opening act was playing. I'm pretty sure I would have followed had it not been for that girl. Bless her, wherever she is. After the opening act was finished (and they were incredibly late starting the show), I wandered off in search of more water. They ran out of bottled water (surprise surprise) and were giving away cups of ice water at the bar. Decently sized cups too, not just tiny courtesy cups. I noted that, braved the port-a-potties (and did my own good dead by handing the last roll of toilet paper to the first female walking towards the rest area that I came across - it was BAD, no tissue anywhere except in the very last facility in the far corner). I bought the opening act's CD and somehow managed to carry back four cups of ice water to the front of the stage where J was waiting. In addition to J I gave water to the girl who'd helped me out before and the girl that was standing next to us by the time I got back (J had been able to scoot us up a bit).
I was still really disoriented and wobbly after all the water. J slipped out during "Hate Me" (always part of the encore) to get the car started and cooling down. They always play at least two encore songs. This time they did three. I ended up wandering out during the third ("X Amount of Words" which I wasn't feeling at that particular moment). I MUST have been feeling miserable to walk out early from a Blue concert. Either way, the show was fantastic. I still have yet to hear either of my very favorites live ("Independently Happy" and "You Make Me Smile" though I heard the latter at the show where J and I met) though they did an amazing version of "Congratulations" (I cried) that made up for it. They're such an awesome band and I hope that anybody reading this will seek them out if they discover that there's a Blue show coming around soon.
We trekked down to San Antonio (Helotes, actually) yesterday for the purpose of seeing Blue October again. Somehow, despite a line that was several hundred people strong when we arrived, J and I ended up next to the stage. We were the second row of people by the security barrier, but still six feet from the stage. We experienced a small incident that was quickly diffused by a very helpful gentlemen who was merely a member of the audience (though, we think that he was with the girl who caused the problem in the first place). It was a nice change from an earlier show - remind me to tell you about the time that Hipster Barbie attempted to beat up my husband at the Cake show we went to around New Year's.
But no, things were cool. I have learned that, for the most part, Blue October fans are among the greatest people in the world. The girl standing next to us saved me with a very fortuitously timed bottle of cold water that HER friend had just given to her. She told me that she didn't need it because she still had half of her original bottle. It was exceedingly hot and miserable. One girl passed out while the opening act was playing. I'm pretty sure I would have followed had it not been for that girl. Bless her, wherever she is. After the opening act was finished (and they were incredibly late starting the show), I wandered off in search of more water. They ran out of bottled water (surprise surprise) and were giving away cups of ice water at the bar. Decently sized cups too, not just tiny courtesy cups. I noted that, braved the port-a-potties (and did my own good dead by handing the last roll of toilet paper to the first female walking towards the rest area that I came across - it was BAD, no tissue anywhere except in the very last facility in the far corner). I bought the opening act's CD and somehow managed to carry back four cups of ice water to the front of the stage where J was waiting. In addition to J I gave water to the girl who'd helped me out before and the girl that was standing next to us by the time I got back (J had been able to scoot us up a bit).
I was still really disoriented and wobbly after all the water. J slipped out during "Hate Me" (always part of the encore) to get the car started and cooling down. They always play at least two encore songs. This time they did three. I ended up wandering out during the third ("X Amount of Words" which I wasn't feeling at that particular moment). I MUST have been feeling miserable to walk out early from a Blue concert. Either way, the show was fantastic. I still have yet to hear either of my very favorites live ("Independently Happy" and "You Make Me Smile" though I heard the latter at the show where J and I met) though they did an amazing version of "Congratulations" (I cried) that made up for it. They're such an awesome band and I hope that anybody reading this will seek them out if they discover that there's a Blue show coming around soon.
