My First Concert Research Paper

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My heart was pounding, my feet tapping anxiously, and my thoughts were running wild. I always had envisioned an abstract idea of what my first concert would be like. In my head, I would be greeted with feelings such as eagerness, jubilation, and confidence. My group and I would play so perfectly that it was like we were all young Mozarts and Bachs in one room. The crowd would go wild and throw tons of roses and feel so honored and inspired that we, the West Hills Orchestra, played in front of them. To my dismay, my dreams were farther from the reality that I was soon going to be put in. The sun was shining down intensely which was surprising since it was the middle of December. This weather did not accompany my state of mind for I …show more content…

The moment I have been waiting for yet apprehending. A section of the players, including me, were escorted to the left side of the stage. Silently, we walked on the tips of our toes making sure we were as silent as a mouse. All of a sudden while watching the advanced guitarists from backstage, a panic alarm set off in my body. My stomach was aching, heart was pounding, and my legs were shaking. I kept telling Sam how both physically and mentally sick I felt and all she could say was that she reciprocated the same sensation. It felt like a lifetime waiting for our performance. I was soon snapped out of my uneasiness when the players on stage came back and wished us good luck. The stage light turned to blue as the crew were arranging all the proper equipment. All of a sudden it was our cue to start walking out onto the daunting stage. Once I sat down I took my time to look at the audience. Though the majority of the seats were only filled with what seemed like blank faces, there were only a couple of faces that I could put a 5name on which made my anxiety skyrocket. As the stage lights turned on I noticed how bright the stage lights actually were. There were blinding my already damaged eyes and making my face, and everyone else's, heat up. No matter how I felt the show would still go

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