Did you know I love music? Who doesn’t right? Well anyway, I get in deep with music. Listening to the same songs over and over until every nuance is burned into my grey matter. Seriously, ask my husband. I especially love live music. You will learn if you hang around this blog long enough (or even if you look at it one time, for one second, ever ) that I have a long standing love affair with boys and boys in bands. And to me there is nothing more thrilling or dreamy than seeing the boy or the music you love being performed in front of you, while you share the same physical space. Sharing a moment if you will. The lights go out, your heart is pumping and the music starts...sigh. that shit is the best, man. I have created many beautiful concert memories in my short (i’m so young) time on this earth: the Backstreet boys in ’98, Snoop Dogg underage with a fake ID, a Wilhelm Scream in Barcelona, and who could forget, One Direction this past summer in Nashville. But what do all of those amazing experiences have in common, aside from the joyous celebration of music? Mediocre seats. I never get good seats to concerts. The one and only time I was front row was general admission and I had to line up for 14 hours prior to the doors opening. So yeah, I think I earned that eye contact I shared with Justin Timberlake, even after paying 100 plus dollars for the ticket and STILL having to stand behind the VIP section.
And like, what even is VIP? Where did that come from? It is so frustrating that artists and venues are saving the best of the best for those who are willing to pay outrageous amounts of money. I just saw that Usher is offering a buffet dinner included in one of his VIP ticket options. Usher, I always knew you were hilarious, but WTF? Christina and I have joked that you should have to submit an essay on why you deserve to be front row. And don’t get me started on the people just filming and experiencing the show through their tiny iPhone screens, that is a different blog post.
Anyway, this coming summer, Christina and I are over the moon excited with the concerts that are coming to our lovely city of Edmonton. Including our best boys, One Direction. However, when it came time to buy tickets we were greeted with the glaring reminder that concert tickets are a lie. What I mean by this, is that it impossible for regular hardworking fangirls like myself to attain great seats to a concert. One direction had $350 VIP tickets available and yes, I was crazy enough to try and get them and probably lie to my husband about it. But no, not even my willingness to spend an obnoxious amount of money was enough. Christina and I, both on multiple devices, during different pre-sales were unable to come up with anything good. And it is in a stadium, there are lots of seats. Yet, the ones I got have a lot of seats in front of them (unhappy face). It is very disappointing. More and more of these 3rd party sites keep popping up selling tickets way over face value, often within minutes of tickets going on sale, thus, traditional ticket purchasing has become a lie.
So until I have a pile of disposable income to throw at these vendors, you will find me rows and rows behind a bunch of floating iPhones, dancing my face off, having the best time with an unavoidable taste of bitterness in my mouth.
Have any of you experienced such hardship when trying to get up close to Taylor Swift or have Dave Grohl sweat drip upon you in the front row? Or are you able to get good seats without spending money like a rapper? If so tell me all your secrets immediately.
Can’t wait for this summer though. Legit.