Hello would you like to hear about our concert experience last night? If the answer is no, then be gone! Because that’s all this post is about!
First off, I have to say that I was more than a little excited about the Bryan Adams concert last night. I love music. I love live music (unless it’s lip-synced, overproduced, not actually live music). And damn, I love Bryan Adams, I don’t even care.
I was 14 when Bryan Adams’ Waking Up The Neighbours CD came out – it was actually the first CD I ever bought (up until then I’d been spending my allowance pennies on cassettes – but my parents had just purchased a stereo with a CD player so I had to make the switch) and I played the arse off of that thing. I copied all the lyrics from the CD liner by hand, traced the cover art, taped off the CD, and gave it to my best friend, because her parents hadn’t bought a CD player yet. Yeah, I was kind of a nerd. And of course, being Canadian, all of his previous works were already a part of my musical lexicon. I actually did a figure-skating routine to “Heaven” when I was 9 or 10.
The only thing is that Bryan Adams, although we claim him as Canadian, mainly lives in England and France. Sure he comes back sometimes but he hasn’t done a Canadian tour in 20 years, and back then my parents (probably rightly so) thought that I was too young to take a bus to Moncton and go to a concert by myself on a Wednesday night, and they CERTAINLY weren’t allowing me to miss school to do so. DAMNIT PARENTS WHY YOU GOTTA BE SO RESPONSIBLE.
So, as I mentioned in my last post, this was my chance to fulfill fourteen-year-old me’s greatest wish.
Rob and I were seated up in the bowl, but we had a perfect view of the stage. Of course I didn’t bring anything that would in any way be capable of taking pictures, thinking that we wouldn’t be allowed… only to find that people all around us (and all over the whole concert) had brought their cameras. Oh well, live and learn.
Here’s the set list:
1) House Arrest
After they played this, he greeted the fans, saying “Well, I’ve never played here before, so I guess I’d just better play every song I can remember!”. And from there on, it was two hours and 45 minutes of just he and his band tearing the place up. They ran all over the stage, played and sang their hearts out, and just looked like they were having an amazing time. Not one break – no intermission, no opening band. Badams (I get to call him Badams)’ voice hasn’t changed at all in the 30 years since he released his first album – and he sings so well live, it’s incredible. We had a fantastic time.
Okay back to the setlist (with probably pauses here and there for me to tell stories):