I had wanted to go to Usher when I first heard he was coming out. Tickets sold out so quickly and I missed out. I was pleased to hear Usher announce another concert, so my friend Toni (my regular concert buddy)and I got tickets to attend.
The last few concerts I have been to (Chris Isaak, Bon Jovi,Whitney Houston, George Michael) had quite a different crowd to what I experienced at Usher. I didn't think or realise at the time of buying tickets, that there would be hundreds of screaming teeny boppers. I actually felt outdone with all the screaming. Usually I am the one who is shouting and yelling, the one who is getting death stares from other concert goers. But not tonight.
The girls around me were hysterical, like Usher is really going to come off stage and whisk you off your feet. I am not sure why the two guys next to me were even there. They didn't move to the music once, they didn't sing a line at all. Although he did keep looking at me for some reason and even told the girls behind us to be quiet and told one to stop tapping her feet. He should be thankful that I wasn't my usual self at a concert, and that I didn't know every single word of Usher's songs.
The actual concert was good. It seem to start off quite slow. Usher carrying on about how attractive he is and encouraging the screaming girls. Once he really got into his songs, he really rocked! My favourite song being of course "Burn". He was entertaining with the crowd and asked for an encore twice (once would have been enough) and he kept taking his shirt off (perhaps a sign of a previous career). All in all we had a great time.
I was also fortunate enough to see an old student, Madison. As Toni and I were looking for David to pick us up, I hear a girl shout "Miss Catalano". I turned around and saw a tall, slender girl. She said, "Do you remember me? It's Maddy."
Of course I remembered her. I gave Madison a huge hug and we giggled. Madison was in Year 3 in my first year of teaching at St Fiacre's. I later taught Madison in Year 6. She was a beautiful young girl. I was touched as she said to her friend, this is my favourite teacher.
We got picked up and arrived home. Midnight on the dot.
I realised then, that was the last concert I would attend being in my twenties. Seeing a student I once taught, who was then a child and now an adult, being outdone with all the screaming, and feeling exhausted walking in at 12am, I thought..... I am getting OLD!
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