AC/DC concert

            The warm up band was playing so loud I couldn’t hear myself think. I was amazed that noise like that could come from a few speakers on stage. The five thousand people screaming around me didn’t help the amplitude one bit. This band was terrible, it had me skeptical if every band was this bad live.

Finally they stopped the obnoxious band and it was time to see AC/DC. I had never been to a concert and it was my dream to see them play since I was a small child. Then it started, the lights dimmed and a giant screen lit up with an introduction video. This was incredible to see and hear the crazy fans. Out of the silence of the stage came a screaming guitar solo. Angus Young, my hero was playing only a couple hundred feet away and was shredding harder than I have ever heard. I was going crazy, my AC/DC t-shirt I had just purchased was on top of what I had originally worn to the concert and its significance to me raised even more upon the band all being spot lighted on the stage. For hours Brian Johnson screamed beautiful musical notes into the microphone, which melted the ears of each member of the audience. The excitement of a person’s first concert cannot be beaten and I was filled with joy for the entirety of the concert. After a memorable playing of thunderstruck, it was over.

It is such a sad moment when the band says goodnight and everybody screams. I stood up to leave and I heard a guitar start to play. Was this the band coming out to play again? I couldn’t fathom the idea because they just said goodbye. I was more than wrong, there on top of the stage was again my hero Angus Young, he was playing yet another legendary solo that lasted about twenty minuets. There wasn’t a different way I would want my first concert to end.