At a concert

It’s Monday 16 June …  the 167^th day of the year 2014 in the Gregorian calendar. There are 198 days remaining until the end of this year.
AND it’s Bloomsday in Ireland 🙂

Anyway, this girl is flat chat with edits and my 50k30, so my daughter, Carleigh, came to the rescue again. This is what she came up with, when I threw the word Concert at her. I reckon she’s done a marvellous job! ~~ Oh, and it’s her birthday tomorrow!

The booming of the bass, teenage girls screaming, sweat dripping off the performer’s forehead. With each word that comes out of the singer’s mouth, you can feel the passion and emotion that the singer is going through. Nothing can suppress the adrenaline pumping through your veins at a rock concert. The smell of sweating body’s bunched up

from: radiorewind.co.uk

together and the low bass, strumming guitars and beating drums is enough to send you into a rush of adrenalin. As the beat gets into your body the adrenalin rush takes over your systems and you start clapping along with the beat and screaming with the crowd. You simultaneously jump with crowd as if you were one big giant jumping up and down. Soon enough the crowds voices falter from all the screaming and singing along the lyrics louder than the singers themselves and the singers sweat goes flying everywhere over the audience is the only thing happening. Objects are being thrown onto the stage such as bras, phones and water bottles. The singers are jumping all around the stage with microphones in their hands jumping off objects on the stage and doing stupid stunts that they will crack up laughing at later. Their hair is matted down on their head from all the sweat forming on their head and excess sweat is running down their body and through their clothes. The fingers are cracked and blood is trickling down their fingers, but they don’t care because they are too caught up in the moment to even realise what is happening around them. All they are focused on is strumming the guitar and beating the drums. No one cares if they hit a wrong note because in front of them is the band they have been listening to on their phone for the past two months.

And I had a boring blog in mind, showing off the many, many concerts I went to during the 1980s …

What would you have come up with if I had told you “write something about a concert” 🙂

Cheers, everyone …