7.4.12 Fireworks in Moscow!!
Jul 4, 2012 21:02:45 GMT -5
Post by lisapf on Jul 4, 2012 21:02:45 GMT -5
You know what I did first time this morning after I finished crying and posted my brief notes. I went out and bought binocular, so I'll be prepared next time. Sad. Or not
I didn't believe other people about crying. Mind you I'm a crier. I like to cry over a good book, movie, you name it :
But I've got up this morning, looked at my pictures, t-shirt, ticket and I began to cry ... just because ... just because I had this experience ... just because it wasn't enough ... just because these vids does nothing after you heard Adam live ... just because I had it all for a second like proverbial bluebird and now I need to rely on second best waiting for a real stuff 
Though it's not all that sad, just a bit wistful. The best part - I had it all, even it was for meager two hours ;D
I knew Adam is always full of life, I knew he's amazing, I knew he's The Voice. But it is one thing - to know and totally other - to hear and see with my own eyes and ears. I was totally gone by 'Another one bites the dust'. Just dissolved into thin air ;D
The first part sounded for me not quite perfect. Might be these giant speakers that overlooked my way :-/ music sounded way louder than I like and it wasn't enough space for Adam's voice. After that it was better. There were times I wish I was closer, taller, etc. The other times I didn't think about that. I didn't think about anything actually, just listened and watched.
At one point I realised I couldn't feel my hands, then I was afraid our platform will go down because of all the stomping and jumping. It was crazy.
And Adam!
Radio Gaga sounded way better than in Kiev. I liked it that time. WWTLF was unbelievable. I had time to feel my feel and write about it during the next song. I've written 'crying', but I meant it more like emotionally than physically. But then, about four songs later, I realized suddenly that I am crying. Without any quotes. That was heady feeling, these happy tears.
I didn't think about time, that I want more or any of this. I just... It was and suddenly it was not. And I was left with the feeling that it wasn't enough, that I need to be closer next time to catch these rays of joy from him, that next time I might even brave fanzone for him :
That there's no different levels of being fan, there's only different levels of being close - close, like close to the computer screen; close, like close to the TV screen; close, like close to the stage; or close, like close to his heart - and I felt close to his heart. Like I can reach out and touch it, touch this wave of sound by my own hand. It wasn't a concert. It was heart to heart conversation.
And I'm really grateful that I've felt depressed one hot summer night two years ago and went to google the name of a character from one really good fan-story (shame on me
) that'd sounded familiar... And now, two years, several gigabytes of computer memory, tons of pictures, files, discs and packages later I was, I am here - feeling it all, with all the new amazing friends by my side and this gorgeous creature in front of me... Damn, I lost my thought and I feel that I need different vocabulary, the one that contains all the big words of praise, but then it's not only my feelings and you can feel up all the lacunas.
I need more of it
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This is just beautiful.
