Business men drink my blood.... like the kids in art school said they would.....
Yes, I was a kid in art school.....
..... and these are lyrics to an Arcade Fire song. I felt that since they were mentioned in my 'about me' here on my blog it was only fitting to write a short post about them.
Daddy D and I are regular concert goers. We usually frequent lesser known bands in much smaller venues. I actually avoid large venues with seats at all costs. But when I saw two of my favorite bands, The National AND Arcade Fire were coming together, I knew I'd have to let my "seat issue" go.
We logged on for tickets the second they became available. Within seconds the first show sold out. But, we did manage to get seats for the second show.
Yes.... seats. Not standing on the main floor like I had hoped.... but seats. Not just seats, but seats in section 214. Let me just say, if you are afraid of heights or suffer from vertigo, section 214 is NOT where you want to be. Fortunately I suffer from neither.
When the concert began, everyone stayed in their seats. How could anyone listen to amazing music and stay seated? It was beyond me. Doesn't your body just need to move and jump? A chair is like a straight jacket for me.
A couple of people began to stand.
This was sad.... so I stood. My friend and husband stood too.
Who was that crazy blonde woman dancing and screaming in section 214? Yes, that was me. But let me say, by the end of the song, all of section 214 was on their feet.
I wish I could say the same for sections 213- 201. But section 214, thank you for forgoing the shackles of your chair.
You 'did me proud'.