Saturday, December 8, 2007

How Can Make Voice Sweet

concert season paragraphs

Some people never been to a concert. That's something I can not understand. To me going to hallucinate, since I see the notice in robamaster, sack the bills, buy, I hope, I see the previous media interviews, and the day of the concert I Prepare, I check the gasoline car, plan a strategy for reaching the time, we lose nothing, nothing. The concerts are what I call it investment. The only time I spend money I do not regret, because it always worth the effort.
The first concert I ever went to was that of Alanis. I was a loyal fan, is that the jagged little pil l was something else and 96 left the shit everywhere. I was accompanied by my mother - I have no idea where it comes from so patient mother - who then bought me a Coke at the exit of Caupolicán. I went to see everything, the truth, I have been arriving early, arriving late, running for the first song is starting. And this year, recounting, I went like five concerts. Although undoubtedly the most anticipated by me, J and many more, is the Salmon: tomorrow.
remember to give when he went to see Björk and felt strange, anxious. I feel the same. There are songs that make me mourn Andrés, singing, screaming, going crazy, jumping, whatever. And tomorrow, from row 17 in vip top - what more cumbersome name - I see him up close, listen and scream like sick to lose my voice. Can not wait until tomorrow, why wait to see sing Calamaro.