On Tuesday night, after a ladies night out, we all met up with some other house keeping friends and went to a little Irish bar called The Fiddler. Cute little place and my friend is really good friends with the bartender there so he let us stay late and enjoy our evening out with great music and great company. There were about 10 of us from work there and 6 other people in the bar that we didn't know. I started talking to a group of 3 people and struck up a conversation about music since one of the guys had an Incubus t-shirt on and it was pretty nice. We got to talking about bands we like and concerts we've been to, which I thought were the best and which I was a little disappointed about. These guys and one girl knew everything and had seen everything it was incredible to talk to them. I told them that one of the concerts I was the most pleasantly surprised about was Linkin Park, back in February of 2011. I was not their number 1 fan by far, in fact I didn't buy the tickets for me, but the concert blew my mind, it was amazing and so insanely entertaining! Even after seeing my favourite bands in concerts I will always remember that one. I had started listening to them more and more after it and was even looking forward to the release of their new album that came out. So the good part is, I was talking to the exact right people about all of this. Turns out these three people actually work for Linkin Park and are on tour with them at the moment, their show in Auckland happening Thursday night. Could you say perfection? On tour for their new album, "Living Things". There was Warren, the DJ tech for Joe Hahn; Megumi, the production assistant; and Ethan, stage crew. After some more beers and hearing all their stories about where they've been what they do and everything in between, they innocently asked me if I wanted to go to the concert. Without hesitation I pretty much screamed the word "YES" to them and we had a round of celebration drinks. At about 6am we decided to call it a night and get some rest for my 9am shift.
The whole next day I thought about the concert and kept thinking it wasn't actually going to happen. Too good to be true, you know? I was scheduled to work Thursday night, who knows if they were just joking with me, how do I go about asking for tickets at the counter when I have no other information except for their first names. But nevertheless I texted her and tried to get some clarification on what was happening. She told me to show up at will call around 8pm the night of the concert and give them my name, and to bring my friend Sam.
Thursday night rolls around, and nervously I head over to the arena, not knowing what to expect. I get to the ticket counter and find one booth that says "Guest List Only." Walking up I hope I don't make a fool of myself. I give the lady my passport and say I'm here to pick up tickets, she checks my name and hands me an envelope with my name and a "+1" beside it. It happened
Needless to say we were feeling quite good about ourselves at this point, figured we saved money on the tickets so let's splurge on t-shirts!
Our seats? No seats..... we got tickets for the floor!! paid $0 for that baby
Some snapshots during the concert:
great night, wish it lasted longer!!
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