The moment he stepped out on stage, a rush of glee and utter blissfulness washed over my entire body. Tears, laughter, smiles. The man I had waited years to see was standing in the same room as me, preparing to perform for thousands of screaming fans like myself. Clad in flannel and jeans, he began to strum his guitar. Finally, he opened his mouth and the angelic sound filled the charged arena. My dad looked at me and smiled, so happy to see me experience the greatest moment of my life. When Ed sang, we sang louder. When Ed danced, we danced crazier. We were in our element- soaking in every single note and beat like a sponge. Being in the same vicinity as the two redheaded, flannel-wearing, guitar-playing men who had inspired me to pick up
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The opening act came on, and though they were really great, I couldn’t wait for the set to finish so I could finally see the performer I had waited years to see. After Rudimental finished their set of songs, the lights came back on and we had to wait what seemed like an eternity for the fire-haired man to step out on stage. Finally, the lights dimmed again, and I saw the red-headed, flannel-wearing, tiny guitar-carrying man I had waited so long to see ran out to the middle of the stage. The minute I registered the fact that Ed Sheeran was in the same room as me, in indescribable feeling washed over me. Tears filled my eyes and I smiled so hard my cheeks began to …show more content…
I saw him create his own backing music with just his voice and guitar using a loop pedal- something you don’t get to experience by simply listening to the recording. I saw his face contort as he reached for a high note and go into his falsetto. I saw him do everything I could have never see him do or even fathom seeing him doing if I hadn’t gone to see him perform live. I looked to my left to see my dad dancing like a maniac. Normally, this would turn me as red as a tomato, but that night, I didn’t care. I danced like a maniac right alongside him. Sweat was dripping down our faces and our voices began to crack. We looked like we’d just run a
The opening act came on, and though they were really great, I couldn’t wait for the set to finish so I could finally see the performer I had waited years to see. After Rudimental finished their set of songs, the lights came back on and we had to wait what seemed like an eternity for the fire-haired man to step out on stage. Finally, the lights dimmed again, and I saw the red-headed, flannel-wearing, tiny guitar-carrying man I had waited so long to see ran out to the middle of the stage. The minute I registered the fact that Ed Sheeran was in the same room as me, in indescribable feeling washed over me. Tears filled my eyes and I smiled so hard my cheeks began to …show more content…
I saw him create his own backing music with just his voice and guitar using a loop pedal- something you don’t get to experience by simply listening to the recording. I saw his face contort as he reached for a high note and go into his falsetto. I saw him do everything I could have never see him do or even fathom seeing him doing if I hadn’t gone to see him perform live. I looked to my left to see my dad dancing like a maniac. Normally, this would turn me as red as a tomato, but that night, I didn’t care. I danced like a maniac right alongside him. Sweat was dripping down our faces and our voices began to crack. We looked like we’d just run a