Par : FrF.Kmeron, 31-07-2009 - 12:01
Tags : 27 - anatomy - circus - froggy - gary go - manchester - take that - the script

Ok. I can’t write. True story, we all know that. Nonetheless, just read a sum up of a Nine Inch nails concert in Nîmes by Sandrine (lady i’ve never met in my life, friend of someone who saw her on one of my pic in a Eagle Of Death Metal. How cool is social web sometimes?? ahah), and now, I wanna share why this report touched me. Taking the exemple of the 24hours trip to Manchester last month just for a gig, for one simple gig, but that was a perfect sum up of what’s making my life right now. Starting point is actually February. Wasn’t sure if I had to go there. But from this own simple nite. A lot, i mean a LOT of good things came out. Things that will brought me to Manchester last month as previously said, and hopefully to Dublin in the next…. and to many more as well *crossing fingers*

In February. Main act was the Script, in Brussels, not my hometown, just the one i’m in for work. Yes, the script… girlie thing some might say nonetheless, Irish, talented, fun, well written wasn’t asking for more. Support Act was Gary Go, English, talented, fun, well written, wasn’t asking for more either. Took some snaps.

Put them on Flickr as usual, even wrote a blog post about it (and you know how many times i blog per year.. not that many ahah). I think that in first arrived a message from Gary Go asking for the permission to use the photos on his FB page. Sure thing, help yourself

Then, via Twitter, RCA,record label from the script asked for an email address of mine. Got to confess, I had sparkle in the eyes when I received the first mail from @sonymusic.com ahah.. who thought that someday something like that would happen. They asked for the pics too, with me gladly allowing to spread the clichés.

At some point, i’ll also ask for a photo pass for their concert in Luxembourg, gladly approved as well i went there, had another blast. Long story short, at some point, I  had Gary Go on the phone « hey Kmeron, would you like to come to Manchester to take some snaps while we’re opening for the Take That Circus Tour? ».

Went straight to the train station, from Brussels, train was easier than 36hours before leaving overpriced flight. Called back. « Yup, i’ll be there ». The day before being there (Take That was on for 5 nights there, 5 time 60 000 people!), I saw a webcam that was taking a snap every 10minuts. Ok… now there’s a lot people i’m officially stuck with fear.

Can’t think. Can’t do anythink (see, there’s jokes even in english, how deadly is dat). Following day, here we go for the whole shabang. Brussels to London by Eurostar (easy part, used to it, loving it). In the meantime, I wonder what was my life 3 years ago, and that’s where I realised I didn’t thought more than half a second of not going to live this Journey….

Weird to see sometimes life’s made of step, and ur climbing one after the other even without really noticing. Just at some point you stop, you look forward, and see how high you are, and you didn’t expected that. I mean, i’m a nobody photographicaly wise, and here I am, invited by someone who will play in front of 50 000 people. How insane is that? Especially when it’s been only 2 years that i’m making some pics just for fun, and here we’re asking me because I have « a good eye ».. ahahah….

So tryin’ to keep the flow and still trying to go up on the steps, one at the time, not on a clockwork agenda.. Just keep going forward. « Don’t worry, life is easy » as some might say.. The good thing about Brussels is that talented artists are coming in here, for cheap prices usually, allowing lads like me to do like tons of concerts. Should check, but i’m probably around 160 since the 1st of January… Yes.. might be a lot, but festivals are helping increasing the number you know.

Anyway. I know I can be seen by some as a concert addict. Might be true. Even if i’m always going to see artists I wanna see anyway, (not artists that are totally on the other side of my musical tastes e.g. : hardcore rap etc). But the fact are here. Sometimes, going to concert is good for your health (mentally and physically).

I know while changing from train station between St Pancras and Euston, it will be tiring, and that my body, hurting on a daily basis with my inflammated back spine, will not like. I fuckin’ don’t care. i’ll like it. I know that in the rush, i will not think or feel it anymore, and that is also one of the most remarkable things about it, for 90 minutes, I do not care anymore that I won’t be able to walk afterwards, that i’m not really sure where i’ll sleep after the gig, that those emotions are way over things that « just going to a concert ».

Feel free, feel painless, enjoying as long as it’s lasting. Even if it’ll be a one night stand. Who cares, i’ll be able to tell my grand children that when I was young, I was living a fully 120% over the limit life, going around Europe (for the moment at least ahah, who knows), and was happy about it, because I was able to see and experience things that are beyond the understanding of so many people.

Being in front of a 20 000 people crowd in Belgium in a Festival, in front of Arno, a Belgian Singing Icon, with everyone raising their arms. It’s just absolutely breathtaking… and that’s exactly that kind of experience i mean. I’m 27, but sometimes feels like a kid in a candy store..

Arrived in Manchester, took a cab Me : « to old trafford cricket ground? » Mr. Cab Driver : « oww, the Take That thing, ur going to see the concert? » Me : « yup, something like that..  *slight smile* ». Arrived there, called, « yeah, just meet that one there, he’ll have the pass ». walking, actually at the exact oposite flow of people it seemed ahah, but here I was, given a backstage pass for this concert, and going there as well to meet Gary. And there, those small minutes that are just not running fastly enough… stressed as hell, can barely breath, can barely realise how everything’s happening so quickly, that in the time of a lighting strike, I have other people that have faith in me and in my « talent ». True that one of my closest friend is always telling me « you’ve got something, trust me ». I never trusted her fully, I’m like that, can’t take a step backward to realise if what i’m doing is nice or not. So thank you also to you, the little angel that poke me everytime remembering me that what i’m doing is actually nice and everyone is liking it. Ta présence m’est importante, même qd tu t’enflammes pr une histoire de litterie et de girafe

The whole crew was welcoming and friendly, me i was like « i’m not here, act normally, i’ll just take some snaps when i’ll be cooled down and realising truely ». Everything went smoothly, enjoying the moment, even called the little angel for a surprise worth loosing a kidney to pay the bill bc she was not feeling well ahah. It was the script. supporting as well the Take That Tour on this date. Security couldn’t let me take proper snaps.

No biggie, wasn’t planning to anyway, the call was the most important. Meeting one of the irish lads afterwards was also very rewarding, especially when they recognise you « yeah, you were also to luxembourg right, you know that one of ur pic from brussels was my desktop picture until like 2 weeks ago, you’ve got something man, really ». And those that are icons of thousands are now human, telling you, poor fatty french 27 years old boy that they love ur pics, when ur leitmotiv is that « everyone can be a photographer »… Life’s funny sometimes True moments, other talks as well, no need to write about it here, but nice moment, for me who was shy to introduce myself.. asked Gary if he thought I could go and say hi « sure, go on, don’t be afraid vince come on » will he answer.. ahah… little did he know how much his smile and friendship meant.

But well, once again, living the dream, especially when it’s not my job, and just a pure hobby, that will give me strength to deal with the daily problems I’ll encounter. Burned memories in a brain that has issues letting go souvenirs or moments that could have been so much more. Ready to go and do the exact same thing anytime soon, crossing fingers for end of August in Dublin, could be nice to come back to the town that build me as a man and is so present in my heart (see how happy i was when the irish flag appeared in Snow Patrol’s gig last week!).

Everything seems like a roller coaster that will just not stop even for a minute. Watch out not to be screaming anymore in the big downhill, that would mean i’m not liking it anymore, and that will not have to happen anytime soon trust me ahah.

Boring stuff to read, I swear i’ll do better next time. But this trip to Manchester, just for 20 hours was intense, and full of hope. Hope that is allowing me to keep going, dreaming, desiring, living, experiencing, sharing, loving, on a daily basis, still in this incredible rollercoaster.

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In my ears : Nine Inch Nail -Hurt- ♫ « I hurt myself today/ To see if I still feel/ I focus on the pain/ The only thing that’s real/ The needle tears a hole/ The old familiar sting/ Try to kill it all away/But I remember everything« ♫

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