Concert going, a reflection...

Husband and I's first "date" was a concert. We saw Vanessa Carlton, Third Eye Blind and The Goo Goo Dolls at Orange Peel in Stillwater. So I think it's ingrained in our very being that we connect in a very sublime way when we go to concerts. Prior to this past weekend it had been a while since we ventured out. It was lovely in the sort of way that going horse from screaming for 2 hours can be.

I will admit while standing in line surrounded by all the little "kiddies" in their punk rock prime-ness I felt a little out of my league. I wondered if I had it in me to stay up and active that late. Quite frankly I just felt old.

Expensive concert tees were purchased.
Beer was sniffed and surprisingly longed after by me.
We had what eventually turned out to be amazing seats.

I didn't care for the first two bands. The first screamed so loud and so often you couldn't understand anything beside the occasional F-bomb. The second, I've heard is somewhat well known, but again they did little to actually entertain me. Husband felt like they were trying to bring back the hair band. So we talked about other things during that time, mainly about guitar hero.

I had forgotten just how loud concerts can be.
At one point I asked Husband to check my ears just to be sure they weren't bleeding.
Although I must admit I love the feeling of the music vibrating your entire body.
That moment when it feels like the music is controlling your very heartbeat.
It is perhaps one of the most zen moments you can experience.

Linkin Park put on a great show, as expected. They had a nice mixture of songs from their 3 major label albums. When they played their harder-hitting songs you felt swept away by the excitement, bobbing around and screaming along in unison. When they played their slower softer songs you almost felt like you were drowning in emotion. They always kept you guessing with the pace.

One of the things I like best about seeing them in concert is they're a band of minimums. They don't need a bunch of stuff to put on a good show. Most of all though, they appreciate their fans. You don't see many bands walk around the pit hugging fans and taking pictures while they play their show. They did. When it was all said and done they didn't just run off backstage. They walked the stage for several moment waving to everyone. It was nice.

For the first time, in a long time, we really and truly enjoyed ourselves.