I’m not really a big fan of KISS, but my Mom’s friend had extra tickets and asked if I wanted to go. My Mom couldn’t go because see had a conference and my Dad and sister couldn’t get time off of work, so I said sure. I invited my cousin to come with me, he’s like a brother I’ve never had. He there for me, protects me, and annoys me like no one else.

It was a really good concert with a lot of special effects like cool lights, fire and lots of cool fireworks. One of the fire works even caused one of the lights to fall onto the stage, but it didn’t even faze anyone. The stage crew just cleared it up in like 2 min tops, as Kiss kept performing. There was even two different times when two different members went falling into the air. And they were really interactive with the audience, it was really cool. Blackcherry was opening for them and I didn’t know that until I got there, I thought that was so awesome.

The whole thing was defiantly an experience and I’m not just talking about the concert it self.

Getting to the stadium was easy enough, even though I and my cousin have only ever used the Sky-train a handful of times and we were with other people who knew what they were doing those few times… So when we got our tickets we pretty much just followed the people with Kiss make up on. On the train I kept getting text from my sister and mom I’m pretty sure they were more excited about me going then I was my self.

Now you should know I have a really issue with crowds, I absolutely hate being in them. But because my sister and my segregate sister wanted me to get them Kiss shirts, if you’ve ever been to a concert you know what those lines are like. Just to top it off it was a Kiss concert line up so it was huge. I was terrified being so closely surrounded by people, if it wasn’t for my cousin sticking right behind me. I don’t think I could have ever done it. And once I got up there they didn’t have any smalls left so I just went with the mediums, I wanted to get out of there as quickly as possible. Once squeezing my way out I’m pretty sure I was visibly shaking, but it was pretty could out so people didn’t pay much attention to it.

There were so many people that were, just way too dunk, and the smell of weed was everywhere. (I had a pretty small and shattered high school so I didn’t even know what weed smelt like until then). My cousin and I were pretty lucky because there were only two people smoking weed three rows down from us in our section. I’m saying that’s lucky because, there were a lot more people doing that in other sections.

On our way back the train was packed and I was holding onto my cousin’s jacket sleeve like a little kid. Luckily he just kept talking to me, and helped me get my mind off of the crowd. He complained that he was deaf, and I told him he should have brought ear plugs like me. My cousin said it wasn’t the concert that deafens him, it was my screaming. I gave him a sheepish smile and giggled a little as I said ‘So I’m enthusiastic’, I just got a look and a small shake of the head.