Last night was the Adele concert. I’ve been looking forward to it for weeks. If you like an old school R&B vibe with a fresh young voice, you need to check her out. She is absolutely awesome!
I have loved Adele since I first heard her on Insomniac Music Theater which is great place to find newest artists. You just have to stay up kind of late. I bought Adele’s CD the minute it was released in the US. I found out she was playing at the Granada Theater in Dallas and I knew I had to go. I even bought my tickets BEFORE she won the Grammy. Tickets were only $20! The last time I spent so little for a ticket was to either Wham or Pat Benatar in the 80s.
In all the years I’ve lived in Dallas. I have never been to the Granada. I didn’t really know how the venue was set up. I expected the standard configuration of stage and some organization of seats. The Granada is a very intimate venue BUT it is standing room only. This may seem kind of cool unless, like myself, you are only 5’0 tall and you’ve worn cute shoes.
We arrived about an 45 minutes to an hour early for the show but everything towards the front of the stage was already full. We found a nice spot strategically located near the bar but still situated to provide good visibility, even for me. There were 6 of us so we could stand is such a way that we carved out a little breathing room. Not more than our fair share mind you. The concert is to start at 8 but as all concerts must, it started late with an opening act. To be honest, I was at first a little miffed by this. You mean we’ve already been here an hour, show is opening late, I have to stand the entire time and now I’ve got to suffer through some band I’ve never heard of! Really!?!? Are they crazy?
OMG I am in love!!!!! I have worshiped Struby and stalked the band Seven Nations for years but I think I’ve found someone new. Danny O’Donoghue! So what he’s 20-something! So what that he may be married! So what that he was in a boy band! I’m in love!!!! I will always love Struby but to be frank he was starting to show his age. Danny and the boys in The Script are awesome and the music is fantastic. I’ve already started doing my research so I can align all my vacations to wherever they play next. I’m starting to look for houses in Ireland (Dublin). Let this be a lesson to me! Be open and wear comfy shoes to the Granada!
Still basking in the Script after glow and singing along to Dolly Parton’s 9-5… What?!? They were playing it on the sound system and I like it. Don’t judge me! We are standing there patiently waiting for Adele to start and shifting gingerly – left foot, right foot, left foot, right foot – when some little 20 something creature cuts through our group, stands right in front of us then turns around and calls her friends.
We’ve already had one encounter with some drunk ass blond which couldn’t stay on her own two feet. However, she was properly chastened by my evil glare and the copious amounts of eye rolling I was doing at her. Oh yea, and Jan and Pat telling her to back off!
Well Miss Thing has just cut in front of us and is calling her friends and I’m thinking what’s wrong with you people. We’ve been standing here for nearly 2 hours and you are going to bring your big ass to stand in front of me. I don’t think so! So I politely ask her, “Hey were you standing there before”.
The little shit turns to me and says “Did you see me here before?”. Ok, that’s it! I’m 40-something years old (yes I know you find that shocking I do too sometimes) and I’ve never been in a fight but I’m about to have my first. But dang if my dogs aren’t barking and I can barely see as it is, so there’s no way I’m going to take lip from some punk ass b#@$!. So I tell her, “No I didn’t see your big ass there before so you can take it right back to where you came from.” Being the generous person I am, give a helpful little shove to hurry her on her way. At which point she starts screeching “Don’t touch me! Don’t touch me!”.
Oh shit, this is really going to do down. Well I’ve come this far I can’t back down now. I take my hands of her and I plant myself right in her face and say “MOVE!!” . I looked like a badass! But what I was really thinking was…
“Man this is going to hurt when she hits me. She’s bigger than she looks. Do I go for the hair first? I hope I don’t cry in front of everyone. Where’s the girls? I hope they got my back. Should I throw the first punch so can at least get one in? Dawn would. Ok fall in to the fetal position when things get bad, surely someone will pull her off me.”
Thank the lord I won that game of chicken. She eased around me and slunk back to her friends with her tail between her legs! I am still undefeated in the girl fight stare down contest and remain a bar fight virgin.
After that we got to enjoy a fantastic concert. My poor feet hurt so bad I could barely walk. I have been having so much fun lately I almost feel guilty. Shouldn’t a middle aged woman be a bit more sedate. Not sure what the rules are but I’m going to take this rodeo to the limit. I’ll settle down when I’m 50. So girls, what are we up for next!
