It’s not everyday that one of the world’s biggest bands plays a concert 2 hours away. Also, it pretty much is everyday that missionaries are without the expendable $100 or so to go to such a concert. So, you ask, what is the solution to this quandary? How bout we go for free!
Determined, 4 of us set out to Fort Lauderdale to find cheap tickets for Sunday night’s Coldplay concert. In the past, I’ve had great luck getting into football games by purchasing tickets from people outside the gate (with the notable exception of Steelers vs. Bengals in 2005), so we figured we’d give it a shot.
After a few fruitless hours of scaplers saying things like “You’re not getting in for under $150...this ain’t the Grateful Dead,” or more harsh words like “you may as well go home,” we finally caught a few breaks. The opening act was almost finished and tickets were still selling for absurd amounts…it looked bleak…and then my buddy Ryan hit the jackpot. First, a man who was late, and in a rush to get in sold his extra pair of seats for $40. Moments later, another person handed him 2 tickets, and as he wrote on a piece of paper said “hey, check out website.” (it happened to be a concert review site)
So there it was…4 tickets to Coldplay for $10 each. Let me say the obvious…they rocked. I don’t know what it is about British guys, but they always seem cooler than those of us who aren’t. If something is said in a British accent, I tend to give the statement immediate credibility. (sort of the opposite effect of my accent)
Anyway, for nearly 2 hours, Coldplay was flawless…their driving chord progressions, insightful lyrics, and varied instrumentation mesmerized 20,000 people. I’m convinced that “Fix You” is the most uplifting sad song ever. Viva La Vida was brilliant as well…it wonderfully depicts the futility of man’s adoration of other men.
Getting to go was great…but “nobody said it was easy.”
Back to deeper thoughts soon…
Determined, 4 of us set out to Fort Lauderdale to find cheap tickets for Sunday night’s Coldplay concert. In the past, I’ve had great luck getting into football games by purchasing tickets from people outside the gate (with the notable exception of Steelers vs. Bengals in 2005), so we figured we’d give it a shot.
After a few fruitless hours of scaplers saying things like “You’re not getting in for under $150...this ain’t the Grateful Dead,” or more harsh words like “you may as well go home,” we finally caught a few breaks. The opening act was almost finished and tickets were still selling for absurd amounts…it looked bleak…and then my buddy Ryan hit the jackpot. First, a man who was late, and in a rush to get in sold his extra pair of seats for $40. Moments later, another person handed him 2 tickets, and as he wrote on a piece of paper said “hey, check out website.” (it happened to be a concert review site)
So there it was…4 tickets to Coldplay for $10 each. Let me say the obvious…they rocked. I don’t know what it is about British guys, but they always seem cooler than those of us who aren’t. If something is said in a British accent, I tend to give the statement immediate credibility. (sort of the opposite effect of my accent)
Anyway, for nearly 2 hours, Coldplay was flawless…their driving chord progressions, insightful lyrics, and varied instrumentation mesmerized 20,000 people. I’m convinced that “Fix You” is the most uplifting sad song ever. Viva La Vida was brilliant as well…it wonderfully depicts the futility of man’s adoration of other men.
Getting to go was great…but “nobody said it was easy.”
Back to deeper thoughts soon…
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