Dancing in the Dark

The staff are handing out wristbands to the fans.

I got to Copenhagen the day before the show, I spent a few hours downtown, doing some walking and sightseeing. I enjoyed a nice meal and went early to bed to be prepared.

The next morning I took the bus to Parken, and I arrived just be fore six o’ clock. There were two lines for the GA folks, and I got number 15 in my line. That was incredible low. Everything went smoothly, we were handed wristbands around ten and then we just waited. After five o’clock the security staff started to make everything ready and we weregoing to be let inside. When we got frisked the staff discovered my little digital camera that I brought with me. I weren’t allowed to take it inside, so me and another swede who also had a camera with him were sent to the wardrobe where we werw to leave our stuff. Of course this was at the other side of the arena so we ran like crazy to get there and back. When we returned, the gates were closed and the people without wristbands were waiting outside.

We thought we had lost our spots, but then as if by magic the gates opened, we showed our wristbands and got inside. After another frisking we got back in line, and then all of us walked behind one of the security staff to the pit. All went very calm and I got a spot in the front row. I was a little to the left of the base of the middle catwalk.

It felt great to be front row for the first time and on my 20th concert too! 😀 I enjoyed the show very much. Since it was not so hot I had a lot of energy, and when you got songs like Two hearts, Blinded by the Light, Something in the Night, Trapped and Downbound Train you couldn’t complain. Though I liked to be front row I must say I prefer to stay a bit further back. When you are in second or third row you can see more of the audiences response, hear the others sing and wave their hands. The spirit of the community is stronger.

Anyway, it was a great night. I danced and sang my heart out and was quite exhausted after the show. I got back to my hotel very late, since the bus never came and I had to walk to the station to catch a train. The line for the ticket machine was very long, but I finally got a much deserved shower and some sleep.

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