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A Tale of Dreams coming true and happiness and living life to the fullest... proof dreams DO come true!
T'was a long time coming, this concert was. In fact, it almost DIDN'T happen for me. It all started in October... when someone had extra tix. (Thank you Fran!! ~hugs~) So... after a near heart attack at the prospect (because people never tell me that Styx will be around. :P LOL) I started planning. And... my very un-Styx-fan brother helped me. And I took a friend. Well... cost me a bit... but that was ok. I was finally seeing Styx with GOOD SEATS. Front row left!! (Yeah... I really wanted center or right... but it was THE FRONT! For the first concert! *gasp*) So... the day approached... and that morning awoke @ 2am for a rude wakening and knew this day was going to be a pain. Literally. Sometimes I really hate myself. *giggles* ANYWAY... so I slept bad and was in pain. Medications were being slow. What a bad day...!
OK... so we're going to meet my cousin for lunch... and go to an anime place. Eat some time, browse the goods, better than sitting at home. I nibble my food, feeling very uneasy. No... it wasn't the concert doing this... :) I just have a weird body. :P Gladly trade it too. LOL. So then, we go to the place... then its off to the Sun. *gasp* TRAFFIC!!!!!!! ARGH! *screams bloody murder @ road work* Trust us... we WERE NOT happy at being taken out of our way. We made it EARLY... AND got free parking. HA! Lauren and I recognized "Castle Walls" blaring out of someone's stereo and grinned. We both loved it. Of course, we caught the middle solo and had to guess what it was. Not always easy. Now... the food was Fat Burger... and all that grease was killing me. We crossed the street in search of the pre-show... and my brother went into Starbucks... I followed, and came RIGHT BACK OUT, gagging on the coffee smell. Enough to push me over the edge and make me sick. (I hate coffee... I'll drink it if I must... but too much smell can and will make me sick... I hate Starbucks for that one reason... the place reeks of coffee!) So... thankfully there was a trash can near by... needless to say, my brother didn't see... or we might never have gotten to the concert. I was mad... I was crabby, and unhappy. THAT was the last thing I needed for my special night of seeing STYX!!! (Could have been worse... could have been in the theatre IN the show... but... never mind... it DIDN'T happen like that.) Cold and impatience got the better of us... so we headed BACK to the Sun to get in. Ran into Micky and Fran and someone else (its been ALMOST a year now... forgive me...)... it was cool! And thus we got in line... and got in, and went to the front...
Then it happened... we looked, and looked... and MEIN GOTT! WHERE ARE OUR SEATS?! We searched for help, got it, and found out seats were cut because of the sound system... and that a 4th row had been added. I wasn't happy. I WANTED MY FRONT ROW! We got 4th center, RIGHT AT the aisle though. My brother started yakking with security, cause he's a guard too, and so Lauren and I blabbed while waiting. 8 o'clock, we're still waiting... hoping, the place is filling...
8:15 - the lights dim... the intro to Everything is Cool starts, and I scream. :) What did you expect? I was happy has heck. I stood, well, kind of... it wasn't til they were into the first verse cause of my prudish brother... sheesh! Yes, I sang. AND ON KEY! :) Sheesh... I was in choir... been told I have a nice voice and was offered lessons. Of course... I didn't have the money for them. :P oh well, at least I could sing. THAT IS why we go to concerts, to enjoy the music. Besides, its insulting when you don't sing. IMO at least. If I were onstage, I'd want people joining me in singing! and so it began... I meandered into the aisle in a few songs... as others were too. By the acoustic set... yes I was enjoying myself... they played Queen of Spades (which my friend loved, and me too... GOWAN WAS AWESOME!!!) and so... here was the acoustic part. They did High Enough... and I will swear to this DAY Tommy was looking at ME while singing... maybe I surprised him because I knew the words and am 18. I don't know. But THAT was way special to think that. THAT was the song that made me get the Damn Yankees CD. :) YES... I stayed in the aisle now... seat? What seat??? Ohhhhh... that thing I was waiting in. That supposed reserved thing. Whatever. ^_~
And thus the show went on. I was loving it all. Man... I was blown away. GOWAN ROCKED! They were wonderful... and Glen... *giggles* Loved that shirt! I WANT ONE! *massive giggle fit* Ahem... on with the show. :) And we were coming down to Come Sail Away... and it hit me. This was the real thing! I WAS REALLY AT A STYX SHOW! (As a side note... That summer I was going through a heck of a time... I was having a lot of doubts and problems... I was convinced I would never see Styx live... I had no idea about what I was doing, and was unsure of me and many things... I did have a chat with Tommy online with others several times... and also... my shirt I was wearing that night was airbrushed and had my screen name on it - Pikabelle, I think he saw it... see later...) Ok... so anyways... CSA starts... and I start crying! Happy tears of cause! I really achieved the ONE THING I really wanted that I thought would never happen. It was CSA that did it. "Dreams do come true." And so, I was trying to sing... give me credit... I was crying too. I had to find Fran. So during Renegade... I meandered Stage Right... cause I knew she was there... looking... I saw Micky... but no Fran... I hung there in front row ... and right at the end, I felt someone nudged me towards, not away, from the stage...! It was Fran! So I did... show was over. I looked up at Tommy... he was looking, we locked gaze, and he came my way! *gasp, faint* (I am SURE he saw my screen name and remembered some things I had said... or it was my age.... one of the two... anyway...)
He reached stage edge in front of me, and his hand was there... I reached up and met it. (I still had some tears in my eyes I bet...) and shook his hand. I had to yell over the din of the post-show crowd, and said "Thank you, Tommy, thank you! This meant so much!" And he went on... but I had had a dream of doing that. Funny thing... I don't remember the whole thing clearly in my mind VISUALLY... I KNOW it happened... But its like those few seconds were not recorded FULLY in my mind... like it went beyond even seeing. I could step back and see it though... but its weird. I vaguely remember his hand (very human... ^_~ ... someone should get that joke... one of two jokes actually... LOL) and looking up... but its like not much. I guess it was so moving I don't recall. After that I turned and thanked Fran profusely, and was crying again. Heck, I just achieved a HUGE dream in one night. I SAW STYX! (And I shook the hand of the man who wrote a song that saved me... and has inspired me lots. Thank you Tommy for everything... And the rest of STYX! Y'all rock!!!) And then, heading back to my brother... I found Lauren got a JY pick (after it found her forehead and bounced... LOL... she was happy!) and met Sharon. *Smiles* Sharon is cool!!! Heck, all of you are! It was cool meeting ya Sharon! And we left. We (Lauren and I) got matching shirts... the white one... now I can't find mine again. *sigh* Too many white and black shirts... LOL. And we went home... I fell asleep with the light on... happy...
Didn't really lose my voice to bad... except somehow the week I got a nasty chest infection. :P But... :) THAT was the coolest point of my life ever. STYX RULES!