I don't really know where to start so I'll just go from before the beginning of the concert. We had to drive almost 2 hours to get to the venue, and after our disaster with the baseball game a couple of months ago we wanted to make sure we had plenty of time to park and get inside... so we got there 3 hours early. THREE. HOURS. EARLY. But it was fine because we had books so we walked past all the people tailgating and found a random table and chairs right next to the entrance and sat there and read for about an hour and a half. And I know like 97% of you are out there like "You guys are freaks why wouldn't you have just found somebody to tailgate with instead of just reading like weirdos?" But you don't understand. I just didn't feel like talking to strangers and I needed to find out what happened in my book to make Penny floor it and drive off of Hummock Pond Road and Demeter is an alcoholic at 17 and like OMG I needed to read the book, ok? Sorry. That sentence made no sense.
They opened the gates at 6pm, an hour before the concert, and we were sitting there like "This is so cool, nobody is getting in line, we're going to be first." I mean there was a "fast pass" line thing and I'm not sure how you got in that line but I'm pretty sure $$$$$$$ but I didn't want to be in that line anyway because I saw three guys in their 50s discussing Jersey Shore. I mean I'm pretty sure they were based on this conversation:
Guy #1: "Sammy just REALLY loves Ronnie. I don't think she'll ever break up with him for real."
Guy #2: "I know man. And Mike just isn't as cool as he used to be."
Guy #1: Oh for real. And that little one? She's annoying as ****.
Like I didn't even think Jersey shore was still a thing but whatever.
So we were all proud of ourselves for being the first ones at the front, but then when we went to get in line we realized that the line started back where we couldn't even see it and it was pretty long. So we just laughed and walked for like five entire minutes to the back of the line but it was moving pretty quickly so we didn't feel like we had made a dire mistake or anything.
I'm trying to decide just how much to tell you guys about the concert. I feel like there are a billion stories but do you really want to read a billion stories about the Lady A concert? I mean this post is already long enough and the concert hasn't even started yet. I'm sorry about that but TOMORROW IS MY BIRTHDAY so I can do what I want.
It seems important to mention that Keith hates country music. He said, "It's funny, because I fit in really well with country people, I just hate the music." Which is like the most true statement ever. But he sat through the whole concert and didn't complain and he even clapped along with me when I said, "If Hilary Scott tells you to clap, YOU CLAP." He did laugh at me but he clapped so I ignored the laughter.
I feel like there has been way too much time without a picture so here's the one of me and Keith before the concert started. If you remember, I was struggling with what to wear. Well, last week I dug around in the bins in my closet where I keep my clothes (I don't have a dresser #adult) and I found a pair of capri pants that I thought I had lost and they FIT so I was liket SWEET. So I went to Target and found a flowy black tank top that had like lacy straps and it was flattering and comfy and affordable so I paired it with the pants and sandals and I looked 0% country but 100% comfortable so that was that.
Also I had curled my hair a LOT before we left but then we drove with the windows down and I didn't even think about it and half the curls fell out but I'm still ok with the end result.
Ok. Let's see. OH David Nail opened for Lady A and he is SO good. I didn't realize that I actually know several of his songs so that made me really happy. I think Keith may have gotten tired of me turning to him and saying "OMG I LOVE THIS SONG!" but he pretended like he didn't care so that was nice.
And I wasn't drunk AT ALL because the alcohol prices were RIDICULOUS. The cheapest beer they had was $11.50 and a frozen margarita was $15. FIFTEEN FREAKING DOLLARS. And it wasn't even huge, it was in a red solo cup. And I would have needed a few of them to have felt anything and I didn't feel like making Keith pay almost $50 for beverages. And it was fun without alcohol so I was happy.
By the time Lady A got on stage it was SO crowded. My feet were touching the people in front of us. I mean, look.
When Lady A started their part of the show everybody stood up and I was surprised there weren't more drunk people. I was worried that everybody around us would be jumping around being obnoxious but nobody was. I mean there was a group of
Lady A did a GREAT job of entertaining. I had a BLAST and Keith said he didn't hate it but I could tell he was being sarcastic, but he did a really good job of pretending. One of the guys (Charlie, I think. He's the guy who doesn't play an instrument and only sings) was really annoying to me and just seemed so arrogant and cocky and at one point he told the other guy (Dave, I think) that he would like him to not play the guitar because he wanted to sing the acoustic version of "Hello World." And Keith and I laughed. And THEN Charlie got a hole of one of the cameras that was being used to show what was on the big screens and at first he was filming the audience but then he turned it around and just kept filming his face and I was like, "Wow, this guy thinks very highly of his face and his fauxhawk and I would like to see more of Hilary please." And for like 80% of the concert I thought Hilary and Charlie were married and I felt bad for Dave because he was the third wheel and I felt bad for Hilary because Charlie seems like such a tool, but don't worry because it turns out Hilary is married to the drummer whose name I can't remember but he seems like a Steve.
I sang along to almost every single song because I KNEW THEM ALL because I listen to their CDs on repeat like all the time. And you guys I can't even tell you how amazing it was. They were just SO GREAT.
My favorite part was when they sang "Need You Now" for the encore and Keith had his arm around me and I was hugging him and singing along and remembering all the times I heard that song when we were broken up and I would think about him and be all sad. But like now it was the total opposite and it was a little surreal and I'd be lying if I said I didn't get a little choked up. But that also could have been the hormones, who knows. Anyway, it was a really special moment for me.
Then we left and had to battle the parking lot. There was ONE EXIT for like 6,000+ cars. ONE. We sat in the car for about 40 minutes with the engine off because nobody was moving, and then Keith figured out that a bunch of cars were sneaking around the outside edge and getting out really fast so we did that and we were out in like 10 minutes. So instead of waiting in the parking lot for what I'm sure would have been 3 hours, we were out in 50 minutes.