Ok, so I must preface this before I get started. I’m a SPOILED amazing, crazy, hardcore, diehard DAUGHTRY fan. I was fortunate enough to see the guys 6 times in 2007 in smaller venues and usually as the headliner. Those experiences spoiled me. The following is my review of the Omaha concert with DAUGHTRY opening to the headliner Bon Jovi. This concert was the first in this tour.
My preparation for this concert started months ago. I’ll spare you all the gorey details as I’m sure you’ve heard about them already – lost tickets, found tickets, Ebay tickets, etc. The next step in my head was to score some VIP Meet and Greet passes. I’d hoped to get them through the DO, but to no avail. But, I had another card up my sleeve, or so I thought. I’m pretty good friends with one of the DJs on one of our radio stations. She said she’d hook me up if she could, so I kept up hope. It took the station forever to announce that yes they would be giving away only one set of M&G passes and you had to win tickets from them in order to qualify. The kicker was that only the morning show jocks were giving away the tickets. Well, this girl get’s moving pretty darn early, but there is no time to listen to the morning show, so guess that wasn’t happening.
So, my next thought was to stalk. Nope, not happening either. The temperature here got to a balmy 13 degrees and felt even colder with the howling wind. The buses were hidden and I figured the guys were likely laying low inside out of the weather and gearing up for this first show.
So, I busied myself with finishing my banner. I knew I had front row of the section I was in, so figured I could hang a cool banner to get their attention. It turned out great! I was so excited!
I picked up my kids and my babysitter, got dinner started and was ready to head out. But, where was my husband? LATE! He finally showed up after getting stuck in traffic and we zoomed off. Then, of course, there were 2 accidents on the off ramp to the Qwest Center, so I’m really getting nervous. Show started at 7:30. We parked at 7:10 or 7:15 and still had to walk 4 blocks in the cold, get in the door, through security and find our seats. I was stressed big time. We practically ran to the door. Not good for me. Cold air plus running = asthma flare up. And, yup, you guessed it, no inhaler. I didn’t figure I’d need my purse, so I didn’t bring it. So, I wheezed and suffered my way through the entire concert.
We get in and find our seats. They are great, in the mezzanine, first row, to the right and back from the stage. You’ll see our view in the pics, but it really was pretty good. Floor seats for this show were selling for astronomical prices! So, I get to the task of hanging my banner. My mom calls from across the arena. She can see it and it looks great! Then tragedy! Friggin’ Qwest Center employee shows up and says I’ll have to take it down. It’s not “allowed”. Whatever that means! Then proceeds to stand over me while I take it down. I barely get it off the rail and he says “All the way”. Geez, can’t a girl even catch her breath and sit down for a second. A$$hole. I’m not happy. All my hard work will go unseen by our boys, who clearly needed to feel the love at this concert.
My Review. Preshow: part 1
Ok, so I must preface this before I get started. I’m a SPOILED amazing, crazy, hardcore, diehard DAUGHTRY fan. I was fortunate enough to see the guys 6 times in 2007 in smaller venues and usually as the headliner. Those experiences spoiled me. The following is my review of the Omaha concert with DAUGHTRY opening to the headliner Bon Jovi. This concert was the first in this tour.
My preparation for this concert started months ago. I’ll spare you all the gorey details as I’m sure you’ve heard about them already – lost tickets, found tickets, Ebay tickets, etc. The next step in my head was to score some VIP Meet and Greet passes. I’d hoped to get them through the DO, but to no avail. But, I had another card up my sleeve, or so I thought. I’m pretty good friends with one of the DJs on one of our radio stations. She said she’d hook me up if she could, so I kept up hope. It took the station forever to announce that yes they would be giving away only one set of M&G passes and you had to win tickets from them in order to qualify. The kicker was that only the morning show jocks were giving away the tickets. Well, this girl get’s moving pretty darn early, but there is no time to listen to the morning show, so guess that wasn’t happening.
So, my next thought was to stalk. Nope, not happening either. The temperature here got to a balmy 13 degrees and felt even colder with the howling wind. The buses were hidden and I figured the guys were likely laying low inside out of the weather and gearing up for this first show.
So, I busied myself with finishing my banner. I knew I had front row of the section I was in, so figured I could hang a cool banner to get their attention. It turned out great! I was so excited!
I picked up my kids and my babysitter, got dinner started and was ready to head out. But, where was my husband? LATE! He finally showed up after getting stuck in traffic and we zoomed off. Then, of course, there were 2 accidents on the off ramp to the Qwest Center, so I’m really getting nervous. Show started at 7:30. We parked at 7:10 or 7:15 and still had to walk 4 blocks in the cold, get in the door, through security and find our seats. I was stressed big time. We practically ran to the door. Not good for me. Cold air plus running = asthma flare up. And, yup, you guessed it, no inhaler. I didn’t figure I’d need my purse, so I didn’t bring it. So, I wheezed and suffered my way through the entire concert.
We get in and find our seats. They are great, in the mezzanine, first row, to the right and back from the stage. You’ll see our view in the pics, but it really was pretty good. Floor seats for this show were selling for astronomical prices! So, I get to the task of hanging my banner. My mom calls from across the arena. She can see it and it looks great! Then tragedy! Friggin’ Qwest Center employee shows up and says I’ll have to take it down. It’s not “allowed”. Whatever that means! Then proceeds to stand over me while I take it down. I barely get it off the rail and he says “All the way”. Geez, can’t a girl even catch her breath and sit down for a second. A$$hole. I’m not happy. All my hard work will go unseen by our boys, who clearly needed to feel the love at this concert.