I recieved a pair of tickets to tonight’s concert for Colbie Caillat as a gift. My mom happened to have won them from a radio station and then in turn unloaded them on me.
I’ll confess…I cannot declare myself a Caillat fan. Sure, I know her music and thanks to my freakish lyric loving brain, I can sing her pop songs pretty much through. Her music though, runs a bit girlie for my taste. Girlie music has it’s place: new love in which Mr. Wonderful walks on water, broken hearts – the tearful phase (opt for some Linkin Park for the rage phase) and last but never least, bad hair days..the kind where Medusa looks like a Pantene model.
Still yet, even a less than thrilling concert trumps my typical Friday nights: a double date with my couch and Netflix. And free happens to be my favorite price.
Lesson of the night: Never rely on the concert time reported on a performer’s Facebook page. The event said 7 pm straight from CC’s page. I ran quite the marathon between getting off work, running errands, taking care of my pups and household things and freshening up myself to avoid the “mistaken for Medusa” look. I scarfed down a bean burrito while en route thinking it was my only fast supper option. When I arrived, the parking garage looked oddly empty which prompted me to finally consult the ticket only to discover I arrived 1.5 hours before the opening act. Doh!
Since I had some time on my hands my imagination kicked in and offered up an idea. While this may not have been my dream concert, surly it’s someones. And maybe that someone will land on this post and wish they could have been in my lucky ducky shoes. So, in my best effort I’ll recreate the concert.
Kate Voegele opened the concert.
After a quick reworking of the stage, Colbie Caillat came out…
Falling for You
Make it Rain
If You Love Me Let Me Go
I Never Told You
Never Gonna Let You Down
Brighter Than The Sun
(More after the pictures)
I loved being in the absolute center of the stage. Call me Sheldon but all felt right with the universe in that spot :)
But who stays seated the WHOLE concert?! For me, concerts are about being IN the music. The music plays loud to envelop you…the bass drills through your core…the lights, the energy, the whole scene draws you into the music to the point your body has to respond…suddenly work, family, stress, cares, they all fall away…the “you” falls away…
The singer begins belting out a song, a song he wrote in 5 minutes while traveling on a tour bus or over a drink at a bar… but the sum of those words somehow describe exactly what you’ve been holding in your heart, describes to a T what you’re experiencing. How did he DO that?!
Music magic baby!!
Not only does your body respond but now the singer has just put words to your soul. You surrender…you’re now the music. The guy next to you who sloshed his beer on you or the fact that your bubble (personal space) resembles more of a pancake…that junk no longer matters!! During this 2-3 hour bracket of life we are the best of buds…we all are the same…because we all are the music.
THAT’s a concert going experience!! Well, at least in my humble opinion.
And seats have their place. I love movies and broadway shows/operas. I couldn’t imagine standing through Phantom or Sweeney Todd. Seat please, extra cushy!!
Tonight, the crowd read more subdued. The music, more subdued. The music experience was more toe tapping than bootie shaking. The guy next to me didn’t slosh his beer or squash my bubble. His head kept bobbing as he could barely stay awake. Safe to say, he was NOT the music…The chick behind me who kept screaming “I LOVE YOU COLBIE!!”…Now she WAS the music :)