fall concerts roundup

November 19, 2017


My first concert was when I was 14. It was in a Macy’s parking lot and I went with my cousin, mom and sister to see Ashley Tisdale perform 3 songs off of her then new album, Headstrong. Since then, I have lost count of how many shows I’ve been to and who I’ve seen. But the one thing I remember from each of these shows is how good I felt.
The thing about concerts is that there’s this feeling of unity in there. We’re all in one place to see artists perform some of our favorite songs. Songs that we listened to for hours, singing to ourselves or with our friends. My dad said to me the other day, “What’s the point of concerts? Just listen on your phone or on your computer.” The point is, there’s a whole other joy to singing these same songs with the artists who created them. I’m sure I’m not the only one, but when I enter the venue before a show, I leave everything that’s bothering me at the door and spend the next 2 to 3 hours just enjoying. There’s something liberating about that.
This past fall, I have been to three shows and each of them are unforgettable. Here’s a look back so I can cry and indulge myself.
Harry Styles: Live On Tour (September 28)

Everything about this show was like a dream. Getting the tickets last May, the build up to it, and the actual show itself. I saw so many of my friends that night, smiling and so excited for Harry to perform. The actual performance comes back to me in flashes. I just remember a lot of screaming, a lot of dancing, and Harry being a complete psycho (in a cool way.)



Ed Sheeran: Divide Tour (September 30)

I’ve tried to see Ed consecutively every tour since first seeing him perform in an intimate session back in 2012. He is one of the few artists I will never tire of hearing live. That night, I obnoxiously sang along to every song, stole friends’ snacks, and nearly got into a fight with a lady at the parking garage in Brooklyn.



Niall Horan: Flicker Sessions (October 31)

I was attempting to sell this show’s ticket up until the morning of the show. I was fully prepared to let it go, too exhausted to go out. But something in my heart just told me I couldn’t let it go. Somehow, I convinced my parents to drive me to the city for just Niall’s set. I snuck from the back to 6th row where my friends were and pretended like I knew every word of all the songs even though the album had only come out the week before.


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