So. Last night was officially the best night of my life so far. Why? Because I saw my favorite band of all time, Evanescence, in concert for the first time. I've loved Evanescence since I was twelve, and their music has gotten me through so much in my life. The fact that I was finally able to see them means the world to me. The plan to go see them came about at 2:30 in the morning about three weeks ago.
After my last class of the day, my lovely friend Alicia met me at the back of my dorm, and we drove the three-and-a-half hours to St. Louis, where we picked up her friend Leslie. We arrived at the Pageant, and I held our place in line while they went to go get food. I also chatted with another girl in line, who called the huge, endless line the "March of the Goths," which is very accurate. The variety of clothes everyone wore was awesome. Everything from Metallica shirts to Pantera shirts to Evanescence shirts (duh) to goth corset dresses. It was awesome. When we finally got in, we made our way to "the pit of doom" as Kat and I call it.
I immediately found myself positioned behind a very tall chap. Asking him to move would have been fruitless. As he stepped in front of a rather short girl, his friends told him that she could no longer see, and he just grinned. Ass. The show started at eight, and Killer Me Killer You came on first. They're pretty good, I admit, but I was just antsy to see Evanescence. There was a long wait for them to take down their stuff and then for the next opening act to set their stuff up. They were Weaving the Fate, and I found them to be a bit obnoxious. Then we waited some more. All the while, I kept finding Tall Chap inching more and more in front of me.
As we got closer and closer to the start of Evanescence's set (it was 10pm by now), those of us on the right side of the pit spotted a figure on the far side of the stage with dark hair and bare shoulders. Clearly Amy. We had sets of chanting her name about five times. Then, suddenly, the lights went out and What You Want started. Cue mass hysteria, including from yours truly. All of a sudden Amy Lee was just there in all her goddess-like glory. It was magical. By the time she got to My Heart Is Broken, Tall Chap was directly in front of me. She was sitting at the piano, but I could barely see her. And since that is one of my favorite songs, I was not happy. THEN, three short blond chicks starting inching their way through the crowd saying, "Sorry, sorry!" At first I thought they were going to the other end, but no. They stopped right in front of me. Words cannot express the pissedness that I felt. The chick who had been standing next to me, and with whom I'd been speaking throughout the show, was even more pissed then I was, and actually started yelling at them in the middle of the song, but the girls wouldn't budge. Eventually, Fighting Chick moved to a better location. Thank God the girls were short. I accidentally elbowed one of the girls in the head and felt bad for half a second until she said it was fine after I asked if she was okay. But still. Thank God they're short. I felt really bad for the girl behind Leslie and me. She is short, too, so I did my best to lean over to one side so she could see. Aren't I nice?
Though the show lasted an hour, it felt like twenty minutes. It went by so quickly. It's definitely a night I won't ever forget, despite some bumps in the road here and there. I finally saw my favorite band! Amy Lee was right in front of me! Life is good. We left Alicia's house at 7am the next morning and made it back to Kirksville around 10:30 with plenty of time for me to get to work.
I can totally handle finals.
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