And Another Thing....

When it comes to concerts, I do not know why people attend bootie-shakers and refuse to shake (or even lift!) their booties! I felt so sorry for the entertainers at the Highland Games. Here they are, putting out tons of energy, giving us a great show in the blistering heat, sweat flying off of their bodies, and people are reluctant to clap, stand, or dance. I think it must be hard to provide an energetic show if the audience isn't giving something back.

Frankly, I went to the concert to ROCK! I don't get out much, y'no, and I wasn't about to miss my opportunity. So, if anyone from the concert reads this, I'm the thirtysomething woman that actually got up and danced the whole time Need Fire played. (there was a younger gal that joined me, so that was fun--sisters united in our mission to shake it!)

If anyone doubts the validity of "vibes" I want to tell you that they're definitely real. The woman sitting behind my husband and I was giving us the mental daggers because she didn't want anybody standing in front of her. I could feel it loud and clear! When I got up for the entire Need Fire concert I actually left my seat and went off to the side so I wouldn't block anybody's view. But as the night went on more people filtered into the open space at the front (near the stage) and were dancing. We were just in the second row, so even if we had been inclined to sit, we wouldn't have been able to see a thing. So, us sitting wasn't going to help her any. She kept shoving my husband's lawn chair into the back of his legs and clearing her throat just to make sure we got the message. A real fun-lovin' gal, she was!

So, if you see another blog with someone complaining of a guy in a red-orange kilt and his wife standing in her way of sucking the energy from the room at the Concert Under the Stars last Saturday, just let me know. I want to go by and say hi!

Honestly, I do want to be respectful of other people being able to enjoy the concert in their own way, but I was not willing to live with the memory that I had gone but forsaken having fun thanks to an old fuddy duddy. I'm thinking that people that want to sit and have nobody get up and dance at a concert probably should get front row seats or stay home.

(I've just made some cookies for my kiddos, and have been enjoying my new Need Fire CD all day. Fun!)