Oh David Gray… What a wonderful concert you put on. Justin and I went to his concert this last Monday night with some of our friends. It was a little extra special for us because at our wedding our bridesmaids walked down the aisle to "Please Forgive Me." An amazing song! It was such a great night. And to see them in Paris! My goal for the night was to touch David’s hand.
Toward the end of the show, a few people started to make their way in front of us! We were not going to have it because we were literally RIGHT in front of David with just one person between us. Justin said something to them about not standing in front of us. One of the girls replied back to Justin to not get his "knickers all twisted." It was so cute. Even though she was being rude, her Irish accent was just so precious! Our whole group of friends were quite annoyed with her and her three other friends that separated us during the concert. But you know me! I thought I would talk to her! So, I asked her where she was from. I think I caught her off guard because she had been so rude. She replied, "So sorry that I was so bitchy." She then explained to me that her mom passed away seven years ago and during that time she listened to David Gray all the time and even played one of his songs at her funeral. SEEEE PEOPLE! Everyone has a story. She wanted to stand close for her reasons and we wanted to stand close for ours. Too bad I will just write someone off if they make me mad instead of listening to their story. I am so glad that I actually talked to her instead of being annoyed at her all night long. It definitely helped my concert experience!
At one point in the concert David threw his guitar pick into the audience and Justin got it! One time during the concert David came to the edge of the stage, and I reached SO far out, but he did not touch my hand! He didn’t touch anyones hands on our side of the stage! When the concert was over I noticed some people waiting around the stage, so I thought I would see what was going on. The clean up crew was giving out the song lists. I asked one of them to give me one, but he ignored me. Didn’t even look my way! Then I yelled out and explained that I played "Please Forgive Me" at my wedding. He walked over to the last one, ripped it off and found me and gave it to me! I was so proud. Now I have a drum stick from the Coldplay concert and a song list from this one. I don’t really care about either to be honest. I mostly just wanted to say that I got them. I know. Lame. Now I have said it.
I did ask the tattooed clean up guy if there was anyway to go backstage to meet David. Nothing to lose, right? He explained that David was leaving right now to go to a funeral of his best friend who died two days earlier. Sad. We all pondered if this is why David seemed so intense at his concert, deep in thought between each song. Or maybe this is a story they give everyone who asks to just shut them up. I don’t know. I don’t care. I have my song list. But I am still mad that I didn’t get to touch his hand. I even put lotion on so he would be surprised by my silky smooth hands. Oh well. I got a song list. Not sure if that really makes up for the hand touch. But, I have my song list.