Fine, just like the last time.
I saw this guy:
and this guy:
at a concert in Charlottesville...on a school night...when I had an exam the next day....
And it was perfect. The most perfect concert I've ever been too. And that's saying alot.
I had started out having a pretty rotten week. I was really down about some relationships and frustrated with life and christians and being social, and what do I do when I get down? If you know me at all, you know I brew some coffee and watch my U2 dvd. Well I did just that, and at the part of the show when an uncontrollable smile usually breaks through my rough exterior, I found myself just crying. But I was just sad. And then I became mad that Bono and the boys weren't doing their job. They weren't making me feel better. So I was bitter for the next 24 hours until my close friend coerced me into going to a Matt Wertz and Rob Blackledge concert. After much hesitation I decided I would go.
Maybe it was the people I went with. Maybe it was just fun. Or maybe music really can heal a person. So there I stood at the show, watching this quite goofy, yet incredibly charming and endearing guitarist with floppy hair and a mouth too big for his face, singing these songs drenched in his soul filled voice, and I just thought, this is perfect. Just perfect. I mean, Rob's fingers smoothly gliding over the piano keys, feeling at home with the people I was with, dancing off beat, having a wave of rhythm crash over me, and singing along to all the songs I knew. I was so inexplicably happy. Music, concerts especially, make you forget about all the junk life brings with it.
And to make everything even that much better, during Matt's encore, the last song he played [Red meets Blue] while being backed just by an electric and an acoustic guitar, he diverged into a rendition of "One," by none other than U2. And everyone was singing along. It blew my mind. It was as if, just because they didn't seem to cheer me up all the way the day before, God was reminding me that He still uses that band to guide me through tough times. And maybe you think I am crazy for saying that, but its true. If you want to debate it, go for it. But I find God's comfort in music, especially in U2.
All that being said, it was perfect. The best choice I have made in a long time.
and this guy:
at a concert in Charlottesville...on a school night...when I had an exam the next day....
And it was perfect. The most perfect concert I've ever been too. And that's saying alot.
I had started out having a pretty rotten week. I was really down about some relationships and frustrated with life and christians and being social, and what do I do when I get down? If you know me at all, you know I brew some coffee and watch my U2 dvd. Well I did just that, and at the part of the show when an uncontrollable smile usually breaks through my rough exterior, I found myself just crying. But I was just sad. And then I became mad that Bono and the boys weren't doing their job. They weren't making me feel better. So I was bitter for the next 24 hours until my close friend coerced me into going to a Matt Wertz and Rob Blackledge concert. After much hesitation I decided I would go.
Maybe it was the people I went with. Maybe it was just fun. Or maybe music really can heal a person. So there I stood at the show, watching this quite goofy, yet incredibly charming and endearing guitarist with floppy hair and a mouth too big for his face, singing these songs drenched in his soul filled voice, and I just thought, this is perfect. Just perfect. I mean, Rob's fingers smoothly gliding over the piano keys, feeling at home with the people I was with, dancing off beat, having a wave of rhythm crash over me, and singing along to all the songs I knew. I was so inexplicably happy. Music, concerts especially, make you forget about all the junk life brings with it.
And to make everything even that much better, during Matt's encore, the last song he played [Red meets Blue] while being backed just by an electric and an acoustic guitar, he diverged into a rendition of "One," by none other than U2. And everyone was singing along. It blew my mind. It was as if, just because they didn't seem to cheer me up all the way the day before, God was reminding me that He still uses that band to guide me through tough times. And maybe you think I am crazy for saying that, but its true. If you want to debate it, go for it. But I find God's comfort in music, especially in U2.
All that being said, it was perfect. The best choice I have made in a long time.
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