Hello world, I'm back. How's everybody doing while I'm
awhile?
So far, 2012 have been a nice companion though the New Year gift I
received—the two week in a row exam, wasn't really sweet. Beside, spending New Year's eve by working on the your parent's restaurant surely was not the greatest way to spent the turn of the year.
But, an excellent
start in the beginning of this year surely could be a good sign for a great
year—well; I hope so, for I started 2012 with a big smile and excitement of an
unexpected fortune.
Let me tell you that I have never dream of coming to a
concert in which my favorite band performs. For I live far from the capital
city—and the concerts usually takes place in the capital. The price I have to
pay to see the concert (including the charge for general admission and the accommodation)
might cost my whole year grant. So, I dare not to think of coming and see my
favorite bands like Panic at the Disco and Simple Plan (both was held in
2008) performing in Jakarta.
Yet we never know where fate might lead us.
Last Wednesday (18/01/2012), fate was kind enough to let me
see Simple Plan Get Your Heart On! Indonesia Tour 2012 from the Festival A
class—it was in right in front of the stage!
Never occurred to my mind that Simple Plan with Pierre on vocal, Seb on guitar and backing vocal, David on bass and backing vocal, Jeff on lead guitar and Chuck on drum, the band I adore since I was a Junior
High dork—will ever come and held a concert in the city where I live; Surabaya.
Although the effort that grant me the ticket was full of drama, every pain was paid by their great performance. I remember
spent almost two sleepless weeks last October working on my side-job,
travelling from one corner of my city to the other, putting on my headphone to do the job till I got some ear
infection from over-working while that time I still had a lot of assignments
only to fight for the ticket concert.
This was my first concert I ever attended and it was
amazing. It’s hard to describe the feeling that surrounds me during the
concert. Seemed like I was in a state of trance; I forget the stressful exam
week, the problems I had—those sourness and bitterness in my life vapors as I held
my hand out to reach the bands, screamed the songs at the top of my lungs and
jumped with the beat.
The concert's ambiance was great. It was full of energy and risen up audience's spirit. Supported by great sound and lighting, Simple Plan performed perfectly. Pierre and David really was communicative. Pierre even threw some Indonesian/Surabayan puns like "Wani piro?" (I might freely translated it as you dare me?) and "Piye kabare Suroboyo (how are you Surabaya)?"
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| the girls I went to the concert with (me, Dece, Grace & Beta) |
The funny thing is I develop this Post Concert Syndrome
after the concert is done. It’s some kind of over-excitement even depression
that stays with me for the next three days. I caught myself smiling or giggling uncontrollably remembering how awesome the show was— even the worse, I could scream in frustration
thinking why the concert had to be over. For days I spent my day texting the girls I
went to the concert with, only discussing how great the performance, Pierre and Seb's handsomeness, the pervert act David made during the show, how mature and cool Jeff is and how
out of reach was Chuck because he was seated in the very edge of the stage.
Shortly, the concert was one best thing ever happened in my
life. And I can’t wait to have other extraordinary experience for 2012 has just
begun.
