Wings over Sweden Tour 2014 (MERGED)
Mar 11, 2014 16:46:45 GMT 2
Post by Tone Irene on Mar 11, 2014 16:46:45 GMT 2
Part 2 - the concert (more to come)
When the doors into the theatre opened some time after nine, we found our front row spots. It wasn’t too long to wait until the support band came on. They were okay, but they didn’t really get me hooked. The people around me seemed friendly. There were some people who seemed surprised to find that there was someone not Swedish there. And I was a bit surprised myself, about the lack of abroad-travellers on this show. Whenever I go to see Europe in Norway, I meet someone from Italy, Poland or Sweden. But in Sundsvall there was just this one Norwegian fangirl (that I know of, anyway). I guess all the other maniacs went to see Europe in Stockholm 5 days previously. I couldn’t go, due to work. Anyway, I met a boy, he was 19, but had already seen them 5 times or so. I could relate to the look of total thrill on his face.I was soon to learn that 19 isn’t just an age, it’s a state of mind. More about that later on.
The intro to Stormwind started, and the long (but comfortable) wait ended. I loved the Wings of Tomorrow-album live! And so did the people around me. As mentioned, this was a seated concert, but with some standing tickets sold. And the floor was soon full of people singing along to every song, announcing the songs even before Joey could say a word. There was a chant of Wasted Time, Wasted Time, Wasted Time from behind me. There was some guys +/- 40 who were chanting.
They didn’t seem drunk or drunken. Just totally happy. They were just turning 19, with 20 years experience, I think.
They sang, screamed for Joey and John Levén, and played air guitar solos, and the one directly behind me kept touching me on my shoulders. This happened during the duration of the concert. But I didn’t feel threatened. I felt the person was in good spirits, didn’t mean me any harm. And after a while I interpreted it as him being sort of impressed by my dancing/airpunching/headbanging/jumping. There was one time I was a bit afraid that I had jumped directly into the chin of one of the men behind me… Maybe I hit something else, cause when I turned around there was no broken teeth, bruised chin or angry man. So I didn’t think more about it. But I was a bit more careful after that.
When the doors into the theatre opened some time after nine, we found our front row spots. It wasn’t too long to wait until the support band came on. They were okay, but they didn’t really get me hooked. The people around me seemed friendly. There were some people who seemed surprised to find that there was someone not Swedish there. And I was a bit surprised myself, about the lack of abroad-travellers on this show. Whenever I go to see Europe in Norway, I meet someone from Italy, Poland or Sweden. But in Sundsvall there was just this one Norwegian fangirl (that I know of, anyway). I guess all the other maniacs went to see Europe in Stockholm 5 days previously. I couldn’t go, due to work. Anyway, I met a boy, he was 19, but had already seen them 5 times or so. I could relate to the look of total thrill on his face.I was soon to learn that 19 isn’t just an age, it’s a state of mind. More about that later on.
The intro to Stormwind started, and the long (but comfortable) wait ended. I loved the Wings of Tomorrow-album live! And so did the people around me. As mentioned, this was a seated concert, but with some standing tickets sold. And the floor was soon full of people singing along to every song, announcing the songs even before Joey could say a word. There was a chant of Wasted Time, Wasted Time, Wasted Time from behind me. There was some guys +/- 40 who were chanting.
They didn’t seem drunk or drunken. Just totally happy. They were just turning 19, with 20 years experience, I think.
They sang, screamed for Joey and John Levén, and played air guitar solos, and the one directly behind me kept touching me on my shoulders. This happened during the duration of the concert. But I didn’t feel threatened. I felt the person was in good spirits, didn’t mean me any harm. And after a while I interpreted it as him being sort of impressed by my dancing/airpunching/headbanging/jumping. There was one time I was a bit afraid that I had jumped directly into the chin of one of the men behind me… Maybe I hit something else, cause when I turned around there was no broken teeth, bruised chin or angry man. So I didn’t think more about it. But I was a bit more careful after that.
