The snow flutter towards the ground, the doorstep of the ‘Ministry of Sound’ nightclub. Despite its Christmas card and angelic appearance, with it brought a bitter and frigid chill that penetrates the insides of the crowd that waits. The red faced group shiver as they wrap themselves in their thick winter coats. Full of excitement, the fans stand on their tiptoes, anticipating their entry to the music venue. A large man, presumably the bouncer, wearing a black formal suit and an ID strapped on his muscular arm, slowly marches alongside the swarm of inpatient men and women, taking a deep breath with every stride. With every eager fan he passes, he gazes at them, with a hint of scrutiny and suspicion. ‘Ticket’ - the only word the bouncer says, as he examines and verifies the authenticity of the fans’ pass to enter. One by one the long snaking queue shorten as the groupies slowly gain entry.
A panicking teenager, growing redder every second, caught the eye of the bouncer. The teenager, trembling. Starting to hyperventilate, he rushes to find his lost ticket. Even in the cold, sweat runs...
Ten minutes after lining up, I went inside the nightclub. From the door, I could hear the song and the beat of the bass so loud that my heart could feel it. Inside the nightclub, I saw people were dancing everywhere, on dancing floor, on their own seats, everywhere. They would dance and take a big gulp of their beer. Even the bartenders were dancing too, following the rhythm of the loud funky music. The rainbow rays of light moved through the club to make the mood even more exciting and funky.
The nightclub, is an aged small wood structure in Rhode Island. The club is reported to have a capacity of 182 people. On February 20th 2003, more then 400 fans packed into the small club to see a band. Although there are discrepancies between reports of how many people were in attendance, it is obvious that the number is well over twice the club's capacity.
I chose to do my concert critique on Eric Clapton-MTV unplugged full concert-HQ January 16, 1992 at Bray Film Studios in Windsor, England. Eric Clapton is my favorite rock n roll singer which has a mixture of genres. The concert was inside and on stage. The audience was seated up close to the stage which made the atmosphere comfortable; Eric and the band showed much warmth and connected with the crowd it wasn’t like the band was untouchable.
Kate's family had rented out a ballroom in a neighborhood country club, and we intended to dance the night away. As I approached the scene, disco lights streamed through the large windows and ran all over the lawn. Music enveloped the parking lot as my adrenaline began to elevate. I sauntered in, waving to my friend...
A couple of months ago, I went to a concert up in Denver. The band that played was called dada. They are a three-man pop rock band that have been playing since their first album was released in 1992. The band has a small following, but the amphitheater still was still quite full by the time the band started playing. Before this concert, I had been to a couple others in the past with bands of a similar type playing in a similar setting to that of the amphitheater I found myself in a couple of months ago. After going to the dada concert, I noticed there was an interesting pattern of where different people sat or stood at these concerts. This pattern divided people up by their social rank, age, and class. There were three different areas to this pattern: the people standing in the front at the stage, the people standing in the middle of the theater, and the people sitting in the back.
On November 16th, 2013, I attended a concert choir, fall choral concert. This event took place on the Wheaton College Campus, in the Edman Chapel at 7:30 pm. The chapel was well-lit, with long pews for the audience to be seated. The concert began with the audience looking up into a balcony, where the ensemble stood in neat rows. They watched the conductor, who stood on a stage in front of the audience, waiting for their cue.
Due to seeing Eric Schwartz at a house concert, the set up of the performance was different than a concert at a venue like the House of Blues, Chicago Theatre, or United Center. For one thing, the number of people in the audience was greatly reduced at the house concert compared to a number of other venues. This can be attributed to the lack of space available at a venue like a house concert. Approximately 30 people were in attendance of Eric Schwartz’s house concert, whereas hundreds or even thousands of people are in the audience at other venues. The effects used at a house co...
On Monday March 25, some members of the baseball team, my girlfriend, and I traveled to Murray State University to watch a concert performed by Nelly and the St. Lunatics. It was a terrible night to go anywhere because it was raining and storming the whole way, but there was nothing that was going to stop us from going to the concert. We where all so hyped up about it and couldn’t wait to head out. My brother, who attends Murray State, had gotten us excellent seats about seventy-five feet away from the stage.
I can still recall that atmosphere whenever I think about it; that wonderful evening with my favorites and all about that evening. The Curtis Culwell center was an amazing experience and surely will be in the coming years. That feel of the auspicious and pleasant day with the serene ambience, when one of my favorite singer-composer brothers came to Dallas for a live concert can still be remembered by me. Salim- Sulaiman, the singer-composer brothers from India, famous for their music and love songs and their spiritual touches mesmerized the whole arena. The best part about their concerts in the tour of North America was their initiative. It was an initiative towards the famous Aga Khan Museum of Toronto, Canada and all the profits from the
I attended a concert that was a piano trio. The instruments were obviously a piano, a cello, and a violin. The concert was done by two adults and one student. The student played the cello. The concert was held here on Oklahoma State's campus at Willard Hall. The room it was held in was a relatively small room. It wasn't a real concert hall it was more of a small kind of parlor room. Piano trios are meant for smaller audiences, so it worked out well. There was about 30 people in the room attending the performance. The music played was from different musical areas. The smaller setting made it easier to focus on the musicians and what all they were doing when playing these songs.
The concert I chose to attend was a jazz concert. I felt like jazz might be the best beginning choice for me because it’s relatively easier to understand than some of the other music types. Emotions seem to be more easily communicated in jazz and the message conveyed is often easier to recognize. Also, the exciting and lively mood jazz music gives off instantly attracted me to choosing this genre to attend a concert for.
As I stood in line and waited for entering the concert, there was a flush of enthusiasm in the air. The biting wind cannot snuff out everyone’s excitement. I was standing there and gripping my ticket nervously owing to my first experience of watching a jazz music concert. Alex Weitz & Friends made a jazz concert at Wynwood on June 2nd. I had an excellent time enjoying the music of the Saxophonist and composer Alex Weitz who began his profession in Arizona as a member of the award-winning Tucson Jazz Institute Ellington Band, versing himself in the music of its namesake and the classic repertoire of Count Basie.
I walked into Starz hesitantly, looking for a corner seat. Air coming through the open door chilled the shop's interior, which was teeming with customers just fifteen minutes after the shop had opened. The stares from those already seated in the shop's green plastic chairs along the right wall, as well as from those getting haircuts frightened me a bit. It looked as if I didn’t belong. Th...
As the crowd built up, it moved towards the doors that led into the actual theatre. I could see that some type of fog machine was at work. A pale mist came out of the cracks of the door. The inconspicuous sound of music could be heard just over the chatter of the crowd of people. Behind those doors there was a thrilling adventure about to ta...
There is an event that I just can describe as one of the most unique and memorable in my life: attending my first concert. After years of listening to Ron Pope’s music, watching his YouTube channel, and following all of his social media accounts, the satisfaction of seeing someone whose music has been the soundtrack to my life for so long was unreal. There were moments that I had to internally remind myself that this is, in fact, happening in real life. Being a dedicated (some may say eccentrically so) fan is tough work – and I was rewarded with two hours of pure magic for one night. Attending my first concert was a unique event that I will always remember fondly because of the atmosphere, the amazing performance and the sense of connection