On Saturday (December 12), I went to my first real concert. I went to see Born Ruffians at the Opera House in Toronto. I first heard about the concert from my friend Aidan (who I met online, shh) when we were talking about music.
I went with my friend Kaitlyn and we bought the tickets four weeks before the concert. Luckily, they didn't cost much. They were around twenty dollars. Aidan and I would text back and forth about it and how we were excited, and all that jazz. But, we then decided to meet there.
When Kaitlyn and I finally got to the Opera House on Saturday, we saw Aidan and his group of friends waiting in line to go in. Unfortunately, there was a HUGE lineup so we had to wait ten minutes more than his group did to get in. The door opened an hour before the concert started, so Kaitlyn and I kind of stood around waiting for it to start. Then, Aidan saw us standing there and ran to me to hug me - which was super exciting because this would be 1) my first concert ever and 2) the first time I would get to meet Aidan in person.
So, the concert started and I didn't really know what to do and I just kind of bounced a bit on the spot. Kaitlyn was doing the same. When the opening band was done their set, everyone kind of stood around while Born Ruffians were setting up. Aidan was talking about the opening, kind of bashing them, and he and his friends moved to where Kaitlyn and I were.
Finally, Born Ruffians started playing and everyone started screaming and clapping. I started singing along and bouncing awkwardly, in attempts to have fun. I noticed Aidan was bouncing around and moving his shoulders in a funny way (reminded me of Jarvis Cocker's dancing in the music video for Babies, which made me laugh). About half way through, the band was playing my favourite songs and so I was getting really into the whole thing, jumping and dancing like a complete dork while yelling the lyrics. Luckily, Aidan was doing the same.
This went on for the rest of the concert, but I kind of forgot about Kaitlyn (oops) because I was wrapped in the euphoria of dancing like nobody cared (they didn't care anyway). At the end of everything Kaitlyn and I went to get our coats from the coatcheck. We saw Aidan waiting to say goodbye, which I thought was really nice of him considering the line was a mile long. He patted the side of my face awkwardly when he said goodbye and started to walk away but then turned around and gave me a huge and genuine hug.
Then we left and went home. The end.
I can safely say, however, that this concert was some of the most genuine and exciting fun I've ever had. Seeing one of my favourite bands was amazing. Meeting Aidan and dancing like a dork with him was amazing. The whole experience altogether was amazing. Even just writing about this and remembering small bits of it (this sounds cheesy, brace yourself) like seeing Aidan's huge smile and his bubbly personality and yelling all the words to every song as loud as I could, makes me beam and smile uncontrollably. Yeah, I'm a cornball but the whole thing was amazing.
One thing I took away from the whole thing was to dance and sing like there's no tomorrow. Because if it makes you happy, then it doesn't matter. Yeah, that sounds like a diary entry from an episode of Hannah Montana or Zoey 101 but it's completely true. I had such a good time at the concert, that I can't help but be cheesy about this junk.
I went with my friend Kaitlyn and we bought the tickets four weeks before the concert. Luckily, they didn't cost much. They were around twenty dollars. Aidan and I would text back and forth about it and how we were excited, and all that jazz. But, we then decided to meet there.
When Kaitlyn and I finally got to the Opera House on Saturday, we saw Aidan and his group of friends waiting in line to go in. Unfortunately, there was a HUGE lineup so we had to wait ten minutes more than his group did to get in. The door opened an hour before the concert started, so Kaitlyn and I kind of stood around waiting for it to start. Then, Aidan saw us standing there and ran to me to hug me - which was super exciting because this would be 1) my first concert ever and 2) the first time I would get to meet Aidan in person.
So, the concert started and I didn't really know what to do and I just kind of bounced a bit on the spot. Kaitlyn was doing the same. When the opening band was done their set, everyone kind of stood around while Born Ruffians were setting up. Aidan was talking about the opening, kind of bashing them, and he and his friends moved to where Kaitlyn and I were.
Finally, Born Ruffians started playing and everyone started screaming and clapping. I started singing along and bouncing awkwardly, in attempts to have fun. I noticed Aidan was bouncing around and moving his shoulders in a funny way (reminded me of Jarvis Cocker's dancing in the music video for Babies, which made me laugh). About half way through, the band was playing my favourite songs and so I was getting really into the whole thing, jumping and dancing like a complete dork while yelling the lyrics. Luckily, Aidan was doing the same.
This went on for the rest of the concert, but I kind of forgot about Kaitlyn (oops) because I was wrapped in the euphoria of dancing like nobody cared (they didn't care anyway). At the end of everything Kaitlyn and I went to get our coats from the coatcheck. We saw Aidan waiting to say goodbye, which I thought was really nice of him considering the line was a mile long. He patted the side of my face awkwardly when he said goodbye and started to walk away but then turned around and gave me a huge and genuine hug.
Then we left and went home. The end.
I can safely say, however, that this concert was some of the most genuine and exciting fun I've ever had. Seeing one of my favourite bands was amazing. Meeting Aidan and dancing like a dork with him was amazing. The whole experience altogether was amazing. Even just writing about this and remembering small bits of it (this sounds cheesy, brace yourself) like seeing Aidan's huge smile and his bubbly personality and yelling all the words to every song as loud as I could, makes me beam and smile uncontrollably. Yeah, I'm a cornball but the whole thing was amazing.
One thing I took away from the whole thing was to dance and sing like there's no tomorrow. Because if it makes you happy, then it doesn't matter. Yeah, that sounds like a diary entry from an episode of Hannah Montana or Zoey 101 but it's completely true. I had such a good time at the concert, that I can't help but be cheesy about this junk.