I have been lucky enough to meet one of my favourite bands, The Maine, and I can honestly say it was one of the best days in my life.
Warped Tour came to Europe last year and I’m lucky enough to live in one of the countries that was on the tour. The line up was quite heavy with a lot of bands I personally don’t really like, but I still went for the bands I do like.
After I got off the train I got a call from the girl I was meeting up with (who’s now a friend) saying that I needed to come to the front of the line because three of the members from The Maine were there. So of course I walked past all the other people to meet up with her there and we immediately had the honour of meeting them.
I read a lot of stories online of other fans meeting them and didn’t really know what to expect.
What I got was three of the nicest people I ever met. They were so kind and patient with me and my wavering voice because I was so overwhelmed, didn’t laugh at me when I got so nervous that I didn’t know where to stand for the picture. I wrote a letter for them to explain how much they mean to me and how much they helped me because I was pretty sure I wouldn’t get anything out that would make any sense and handed it over to Pat, the drummer, who thanked me for it.
Later, when we finally made our way into the venue, got a locker and walked around for a bit, when we walked to the merch area and saw John, the lead singer,at their merch table. We stood in line for a bit before it was our turn to meet him.
You always hear a lot of stories about lead singers being assholes but John seemed genuinely kind and interested in what I (and the other fans) had to say. For starters, he complimented me on the shirt I was wearing before I even started talking. As someone that isn’t confident at all and rarely gets complimented, that means a lot, especially coming from someone you look up to. I felt so at ease that I found the courage to explain how much their music means to me and how it helped me through a rough patch. He thanked me for listening to their music and promised that he would wear his Nirvana shirt to the show because I was wearing mine.
We walked around after that and talked about how friendly all the members were and how much they seem to care about their fans.
To skip ahead, we went to the stage they were playing really early, so early that we were front row for the band the was playing before them, which was probably the roughest show I ever was part of. We waited some more and finally the band got on stage… For sound check. We waited some more and finally they started playing and I sang and hopped around and didn’t give a fuck.
I was also quite surprised to see that John kept his promise.
I don’t remember what we did directly after the show, but we did go to their signing where John recognised us. I got them all to write something on a poster for me as a reminder, which they kindly did. After that we went to go see some other bands (Enter Shikari, We Came As Romans, Yellowcard) and finally went to go see The Wonder Years.
I hadn’t listened that much to them before I saw them live but I fell in love with them there. I find myself turning up their music when I feel lonely at school and when I’m just reading a book at night.
That whole experience of meeting The Maine and seeing The Wonder Years and many other amazing bands live (not only at that show, but also at other gigs) made me realise that the power of music is so strong. It gives me that little extra strength that I couldn’t find at first. It taught me that I’m not alone and that everyone feels fucked up at times. It gives me goose bumps, it can make me cry and I love every single part of it. To quote Mark Hoppus, music is one of my favourite parts of being human.
One of the other things is probably knowing that I can punch someone in the face but I choose not to, because I’m not stupid enough to do so.
I think this is it for this post. Thanks for reading.