Last night after the concert, I had a million thoughts rushing through my head (actually, it was probably just an adrenaline rush), and knew exactly how I was going to describe the concert. But now that it comes down to it, it was sort of indescribable. I could say it was amazing. Understatement. I could say it was the best night of my entire stinking life. Understatement. I could say a lot of things, but nothing would really do it justice. So reading this, imagine it times a hundred. No, a thousand. A million. Times infinity.
Well, first off Taylor and I met the incredibly cool, sweet, and fun Erin! That was sort of unreal, but so real at the same time. I love you LRRHers, but in person you are even cooler (from what I’ve seen.) Once I walked through the doors and saw her the craziness seemed finally real, and my high only wore off for a few seconds while I was trying to figure out how to walk down the incredibly steep stairs in high heels. Gloriana was performing when we came in, but I’d never heard them before so I was sort of clueless while they played. Kellie Pickler was pretty good, but I mostly just sat there trying to take in the hugeness of the place and the incredibleness of actually talking to Erin :) . But when Taylor Swift came on…. WOW. It was so. Stinking. Amazing. She started off with You Belong with Me, and I have to say her band leader outfit was incredible, but the dress underneath was better. I will certainly say that girl loves sparkles and costume changes- Mercy counted eleven. I honestly don’t remember the first few songs, I was so high on awesome. I just remember totally pimped-out guitars and static in my ears from the loudness, and the Adam Lambert wannabe guitarist with a baby face trying to look tough. Love Story was AWESOME! Her first dress was lovely- a lot like the one she was wearing at the beginning of the video but in red- but the dress underneath!! It wasn’t the dress from the video (too much to hope for) but it was still the prettiest white dress I’ve ever seen!
I think my second-favorite part of the concert was her singing Fifteen down in the crowd. It reminded me of a certain person. Bailey, you are the awesomest cousin/big sister figure in the whole entire world, and when this song started playing I remembered the time you posted the lyrics on your blog for me. It made me think of you. I wish you had been there to see it with me. I love you so, so much!
The best part of the entire concert were the last few songs. Should’ve Said No was AMAZING. The huge drum face-off was awesome, and totally dramatic. Picture to Burn was fun to sing along with at the top of my lungs. You’re Not Sorry was really interesting and different, that was probably my favorite song she did. And when she did Change? Earlier in the show she had been describing what Fearless was (sort of like the real beauty challenge, as dear Erin reminded me), but I think it was better summed up singing that song. There is nothing, I repeat nothing quite as amazing as hearing hundreds and hundreds of people singing “It was the night things changed, do you see it now? These walls that they put up to hold us back fell down. It’s a revolution, throw your hands up, cause we never gave in, and we sang hallelujah, we sang hallelujah, hallelujah.” It actually gave me cold chills.
And the whole concert made me think. I’ve heard people say that they feel insignificant in a huge crowd of people, like they don’t matter because they’re just one voice in a crowd no one will ever notice. To me, it felt different. Standing up there with all those people singing at the top of my lungs with no one hearing me for some reason made me feel totally significant. It made me think- to anyone in this crowd, I’m just another person with my friends in a crowd. But I know me, and I know my friends, and I know I am important and I’m me, and they are important and they are my best friends, and that even if I don’t know them every person in that room is important. And it doesn’t matter if I can’t hear each individual voice or if they can hear mine, because when they all mix together it makes the loudest, most beautiful, fearless noise I have ever heard. And that made me think: What is fearless, and what is beauty? There has to be more than what Taylor said, or what I’ve heard people say in the real beauty contest.. I found a few examples at that concert. Fearless is three little girls in front of me singing “Fifteen” for all they’re worth at the top of their lungs, and even when they forget the words they just keep on singing. Fearless is singing the instrumental part of the music on each song and not being afraid to let other people know it! And fearless is singing off-pitch with two of the awesomest friends ever singing right along with you (although maybe a little better.)