The Day of a Gig

You bought the tickets, waited patiently for them to arrive and now its the day of the gig!

A weekend gig is the best, no rushing or time off work needed. A work day gig, for me usually requires an afternoon off. I don’t like to rush around before a gig. Me and my gig gang, have a gig routine. If it’s a gig with my sister, we have to plan outfits! Otherwise we end up in very similar ensembles.

I am really lucky, we are close enough to all the major London venues. We always head over early, usually about 3ish so we can get to the venue, get parked and get some food.  The journey over always consists of listening to the group we are going to see and saying ‘ohh hope they sing this’ and speculating on surprise guests, B Stages and Ticker Tape. Then there is the decision on what to eat.  Each venue has a favourite of ours nearby. At the O2 we usually have a Wagamamas, at Hammersmith there is a nice pub round the corner that serves a Dolly Parton Burger! For Shepherds Bush a new fave has been Byron Burger and Wembley its TGI’s or Cabana.

Once we’ve eaten we’ll head over to the venue, if we are standing, then we’ll want to get in the queue to make sure we have a good chance of standing where we want too.  Shepherds Bush means we are able to join the O2 priority queue so usually manage to get the best spot by the side of the bar.

I love getting into the venue, it means its almost starting… the crowd slowly fills up and you go from having all the room in the world to none at all. First the lights go out and the support is on.  We always get in to see the support, I mean why not, you’ve paid to see it and sometimes you find a great new band to like.  I remember seeing Example support Tinchy Stryder and had no idea who he was, but all these young lads were singing every word! The support hypes everyone up.. and finally its their last song. Lights up again and we wait!

I feel like the tension slowly builds, you always roughly know what time an act will come on and as the minutes pass, you become impatient. Why can’t they just come out!  The crowd slowly moves in, people stand even closer to you, the time ticks by…

And then the lights go out and the screaming starts!

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