Earlier this week, the hubby and I ventured down to our local arena to a concert. I was excited about it. The hubby? Less so. When I first heard Evanescence, one of my favorite bands, was coming to town, I bought two tickets. I asked my friend, Jen, my usual concert buddy, if she wanted to go. Alas, she’s in nursing school and had class that night. Next I asked another friend, Kim, but she’s a teacher, she lives two hours away, and it was a school night. No go there either. Most of my other friends who live anywhere near me aren’t fans of the band. The friends who are fans live in states like Texas, not exactly just down the street. That left the hubby, who thinks Evanescence is only okay. He thinks all their songs sound the same. Gasp! 
(I might add he thinks the same thing about Nickelback, who I went to see last year.) But being a good sport, he tagged along.
First off, let me just say I’m SO glad I didn’t just wear a T-shirt. Dummy me didn’t even think about how cold the arena would be. I mean, hello, it’s still hockey season and the ice is still on the rink. They just cover it up for other functions on non-game nights. By the end of the night, I was sneezing and keeping Puffs in business.
The opening band, Finger Eleven, was pretty good, despite the poor lead singer being “sick as a dog”. Their guitarist was very entertaining as he bounced and danced around stage. If I had that much energy, I’d bottle it and sell it to moms of little children and long-haul truck drivers and writers on deadline. I didn’t know most of their songs, but I still enjoyed their set, particularly the last song, “Paralyzer”, which I did know.
Next up was Chevelle. They’d opened for Nickelback too. I didn’t like them then, and I don’t like them now. They’re one of those screaming bands, where the singer sounds like he’s going to rip his vocal cords into shreds as he sings. And their music was so loud and bass-heavy that I could feel my internal organs bouncing against my ribcage. I was sincerely glad when their set was over — both because I didn’t like them and the fact that I would know all the songs by Evanescence and could get up and dance to get warm.
When Evanescence came out, the crowd got really loud, me included. I sang to every song, stood and danced the whole time. Poor hubby, the only time he really got excited was when the guitarist started to play the opening to “Highway to Hell” by AC/DC. Granted, the rest of the crowd loved that too. I thought Evanescence’s part of the show was good, even though the sound seemed a bit off a few times. I did notice Amy Lee, the singer, go over to the side of the stage at one point and make a motion to one of the guys running the sound boards, so she must have noticed it too.
I’m in the mood for another concert, so I’ve been watching the touring schedule for Lacuna Coil and Without Temptation, who are touring together in the U.S. Lacuna Coil is an Italian band, and Without Temptation is from the Netherlands. So far, the nearest they’re coming to here is three hours away. Hmm…
Be sure to check out hubby’s humorous post about the concert on his blog.
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