Oh shit y’all. I went to my very first country music concert!
SpecTACular people watching event. Did you know only girls wear cowboy boots now? I had no idea.
Most of them were dressed like this:
Some added their own flavor with sequins:
Some added a calling card:
And some were looking for a designated driver, which is how I ended up standing in a sea of draft beer and “wooooooot!” I’m sure you remember Alana from her divorce party, and that time we crashed her ex-husband’s wedding. Here she is with her pals, Laura and Jenn.
The venue was perfect. It was half concert, half giant lawn party.
Obviously, that’s an ideal place to vomit and pass out before the concert begins:
Looked like this two hours later:
Then everyone lost their damn mind when Luke Bryan, the main star, appeared on stage.
And y’all, I totally understand why – he’s a fantastic performer! He can sing, play piano AND guitar…and he was taking selfies with his fans’ phones WHILE singing! That’s impressive. He also changed shirts in less than a minute while no one was looking…He’s a big deal. Here he is in all his country music star glory, on the monitor:
The crew I was with, and the entire crowd, knew every…single…word…to every song. And they weren’t afraid to sing along. It was awesome. People were dancing and hopping around like kids at Christmas the moment they recognized the next song. It was quite a show. I’d never even heard of Luke Bryan before last night, and I had a huge smile on my face the whole time. He’s that good.
I also got to hang out with one of my super besties, and make sure she and her friends got home safely. Total win.
Also? If I hadn’t gone to that concert I never would have seen all these trucks.
Where were you last night? Do you have a favorite concert experience?