Listening to music, and writing about it, has been my daily thing since I can remember. As a college graduate, my years of "hard studying" were, or spent on-line, or going to every gig I could thing of, or festival hutting with my friends.
Being really honest when I say that there was no college party, better than the musical experiences I fortunately had until today.
So you can see how hard working my college years were. I get to finish it and decided to continue my learning journey in the worlds most desirable place, were to an outcast from the hot, sandy lands, praises the cold and the hot tea afternoons. London, is calling me since I'm 14 years old and this is the perfect chance to get myself out there, and show everyone ,a.k.a my parents, what I can do. But between all the chitchat and the countless shows my 20 years of living provided, August 5th, 2011 and December 7th, 2010 were the dates that outstaged any other birthday, even the all first crush situation.
The story behind December 7th, started way back in that same year at the summer season, when for the first time, and many years of waiting I saw Mcfly live at rock in rio 2010 in Lisbon. I was more excited than any kid out there. The fun thing was all the massive fans were all my age, for the simple fact that we all grew up listening to those 4 cute British guys. Besides the BSB phenomenon, Mcfly was always the British version, with the cute accent and approximate ages which was a plus. So, in December 2010, They announced a private, gig at one of our local clubs "gossip", were only 600 people could get in, to see the show, and get their album signed. At the Facebook event page, the number of people confirming the show was higher than 1500 people. Panic installed, and made me get out of class early just so that I could get a spot, which I knew was nothing, compared with all the girls that were there since 5 a.m.
I was always that kind of girl, who thought that starving, or spent an entire day, waiting, camping style, for an artist was not for me. But at the moment I was starring at Dougie, asking me, and apologizing for waiting in the rain, every opinion created till date, vanished. Was the first time and definitely not the last , that I became, one dedicated fan to the artist I love, making me repeat, not the same, but close experience again at Sudoeste Festival, for Kayne West 2nd concert in Portugal. My friends and family were already sick of me, talking about this show. Then the date finally arrived.
At that time I've already watched, The Kooks, Beyonce, Example and Local Natives. That concert was a massive add to my list of all time favorite artist to see live. I knew, it was going to be packed with fans, so me and my friend Rita new exactly what to do. Starve, forget about bathroom services, and just prepare ourselves a 10 hour wait session for the all mighty Kayne. And we did. We meet every security guard, played cards with other crazy maniacs like us, been shoved and kicked, but we take it. All of it.
Because even with an hour delay, Kayne showed up, and I could see him, and he could see me, and maybe thought, how cool a girl like me wasted all her day, just to see him perform (So I wish). I do not have any miracle backstage opportunity meetings, or crazy stuck in traffic, running down the street to see my idol, or any life lesson to teach, but this two dates, were special, and describe me well. Everyone is born with a lot of passions and music is one of mine, and I'll keep upgrading my adventures, and fulfilled my life with music, because basically is everything I need, besides family and friends.
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Thank you Everyone