Without warning, the lights went dark. This was the moment I had been waiting for. My adrenaline went through the roof. The time had finally come that I would get to see and hear my first live concert.
I had never really been to a big concert that had a well-known band. A couple of weeks before the concert I got some information about it, but really didn’t think much of it. I talked with some friends about the band and we all casually decided to go get tickets for it. Little did I know what an absolutely spectacular time I would have.
Nathan, Alex, my sister, her friends, and myself all arrived at the Avalon Theatre in Smallville. We arrived about half an hour early so the place was just starting to fill up. As I walked closer and closer to the theatre, I felt myself getting notably excited.
“I’m about to hear a band that I have enjoyed listening to ever since my sixth or seventh grade year.” I thought to myself.
Walking into the theatre, handing my ticket to the ticket lady, I watched as workers scurried about trying to make sure everything was perfect for the upcoming concert. Chrome edged boxes were stacked in a couple of corners with the occasional person grabbing something instrumental out of one. In the adjacent corner of the building there were Jars of Clay souvenirs. There were posters, CD’s, clothing, key chains, and lots of other visually appealing items on the tables.
As the crowd built up, it moved towards the doors that led into the actual theatre. I could see that some type of fog machine was at work. A pale mist came out of the cracks of the door. The inconspicuous sound of music could be heard just over the chatter of the crowd of people. Behind those doors there was a thrilling adventure about to