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[essayel]

I am feeling an unreasonable amount of terror today. This is really stupid I know but I am a quiet creature who enjoys her routines, who wanders around the house regularly to turn off all the assorted noise makers - radios, TVs, CD players - that people have switched on and abandoned so she can enjoy the lovely sounds in her own head. Silence is a vastly under appreciated commodity. So why am I all wibbly? Because I am committed to taking Jenny and Laura, Mike's gf, to the Cardiff Internaional Arena to see Evanescence tonight. The thing is...I've never been to one of these things before and am scared that it will be very loud. Last time I went to any kind of concert (I don't count the ones in our local theatre where the sound balance is always meticulous) it was at the Students Union in Cardiff to see the Saw Doctors and I spent most of the evening listening from the lobby outside the auditorium because I could hear it better from there - inside it was just white noise and agonisingly painful. Tonight I am taking earplugs!
I feel that I missed out when I was in my teens. Rural Herefordshire didn't host any big bands and while I could have seen Bowie, the Stones, Jethro Tull etc in their hayday it would have meant travelling to Cardiff or Birmingham and my parents would never have allowed me to go. They were prepared to drive 100 miles for 'culture' but 'that awful so-called music' didn't qualify. For some reason I never questioned this - I'm sometimes convinced that I'm living my life in reverse and that I was actually in my forties when I was in my teens and am now regressing at an alarming rate.
Any way - I'll let you know how I get on - by tomorrow I'll probably only be capable of communicating in written form and look forward to saying 'eh?' whenever anyone speaks to me at work.
Oh MUST wish Ben and Steph all the luck in the world with NaNoWriMo - give 'em hell, my darlings!

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[metallumai.livejournal.com]

I must admit to similar experiences: in my own youth I was heavily into music, but it was the dusty, libraryresearch kind: I was skipping school regularly from age 12 onwards, to sneak down to the big library and listen to field recordings of what my kids now call shepherds and dead negroes. I didn't go to (couldn't afford anyway) concerts till I was in college and could see all sorts of things for free.

Now, of course, my youngest plays electric bass in a VERY LOUD band, and is into music sequencing and MIDI programs, making beats for local rappers and hiphop artists. We go to all sorts of events to listen to music I would NEVER have called 'music' in my own youth. (Still don't, in most cases, but of course we don't say so. Good for he character, I'm sure....)

[siriusstar.livejournal.com]

I don't know much about Evanescence, but in
my 135+ concert experience it shouldn't be that
bad, it really depends on the venue and where
you are sitting how loud it is. Maybe it'll
surprise you and you'll enjoy it!

Good luck!

[essayel.livejournal.com]

"Sitting"? No, worse luck. Thank god for army boots. I don't know how the girls in stilettos survived.

[kittytenshi.livejournal.com]

Ooh Im jealous you get to see Evanescence! I love them!

[innerslytherin]

Evanescence? You mean, that band that inspired three of the five Remus/Draco fics? WAH! Right, consider me jealous. ^_^ I hope you have a lovely time, and hear all the songs and have lurvly visions of Remus/Draco snogs. ^_^

[essayel.livejournal.com]

You bet I did. A full acount of my first experience of being in a mosh pit will appear on my LJ when I get my faculties back but let's just say that I shed a quiet tear during My Immortal - I think you'll be able to guess who for, until the one in my brain gave me a swift kick and reminded me about the four fics about him I still have to write!!