Description of Halestorm rock show
I am no writer
I am merely an English person who's failed his own language test 3 times
But hey ho anyway I got told to describe somthing I know well
I can up with this
I'm really proud of it
Somehow other people are so I thought I'd throw it here
Total darkness consumes the room. The lights have gone out and in complete suspense and excitement, you wait. In total disbelief, as if the sun were in the room, blinding lights cut through the darkness from behind the curtains, illuminating the entire room. Behind the curtains three figures appear. Their silhouettes seemingly take up the entire curtain making them appear as if they were a behemoth. Their instruments, casting as large as the figures, were as pointy as knives. And, like a knife the first chord cuts through the bewildered silence of the crowd, striking into your spine.
The chord rings out, reverberating through the arena, causing chills to crawl down your spine. Then the next chord, this time paired with a pluck of the bass that's felt in your chest, and the kick of the drum. Rising and building. Each note is louder and stronger than the last. You physically feel the music in your chest weighing you down. Then, sudden dead silence. The instruments freeze and tension now fills the air.
With a blast of sound, the curtain plummets. A howl is released, somehow louder than the guitar, and felt more than the bass. Both beautiful and terrifying at the same time. The music erupts on her cue.
A wave of hands surges into the air from the crowd and a deafening roar from the fans in excitement and approval. United, the mob becomes the second vocalist you didn't know existed till now.
Time disappears under the blinding spotlights and the piercing music. The minutes disappear like seconds. A strange weightlessness takes over. Completely high on the music, your senses entirely consumed.
You leave the cold hard floor of the stadium, floating with the sound waves, suspended in the air and propped up by the sound. The crowd fades away and the walls vanish. All that's left is the stage, the thunderous symphony, and you. In your mind the wall of sound is both heavy but soft, deafening but silent.
The final chord rings out much like the first, but this time you're shockingly thrown out of the suspended transcendence and back into reality. It feels as though you were only standing for minutes. It feels like it’s over too soon. The lights disappear once again but this time summoning silence. In that silence your ears ring with that bittersweet feeling of a perfect moment gone.
Arejay I'm sorry I literally barely mentioned you