Thursday, May 4, my best friend and I made the 6 hour trek to Dallas, Texas to see one of our childhood favorite bands, BUSH. I found out about the concert through the app SongKick. It alerts me when bands I like are coming near me, which is super nice! When I saw that BUSH was offering “Meet and Greet” tickets, there was no hesitation to sell my kidney and purchase the pass! Who wouldn’t want to meet the rock god himself, Gavin Rossdale? I don’t know many girls in the 90’s that weren’t drooling over Gavin and his signature curls.
The “Meet and Greet” pass was $200, which is about $25 more than I have paid in the past to meet one of my favorite rockers. Since it was Gavin, I didn’t mind the extra cost. The perks of the VIP pass included a picture with the band, a BUSH tote bag, an autographed tour poster, guitar picks, a commemorative VIP ticket, early entry check-in, and crowd-free merch shopping. This is pretty standard for a Meet and Greet package with the exception of the tote bag. I’ve never gotten one of those before.
As we arrived in Dallas, we checked in to our Air BnB room. The time was 4:00 p.m. and we needed to be at the venue by 4:15. I sloppily added in my hair extensions and popped on some lashes before rushing out the door. GPS stated that we were 18 minutes away and it was already 4:13! The last time I was in Dallas and wasn’t exactly on time for a Meet and Greet, I missed meeting Korn! I thought, “Great, not again!”. I floored it and ramped every bump in the road to make it to the venue. As I pulled up to Gas Monkey Live, I noticed the line outside. Shweeeewwwww!!! We made it!
After about an hour of waiting in the gusty wind, blowing my hair to shit, the VIP guests were allowed inside. The bathroom was quickly crowded with girls trying to fix their wind-blown hair and apply a last coat of lipstick before meeting Gavin. Fans lined up and were given instructions, as per usual – the “dos and don’ts”. I found myself anxiously pacing alone. The other fans in line seemed so calm. Was I the only person excited to meet BUSH?!
Gavin Rossdale and the other members of BUSH made their way to into where we all waited to take our picture with them. There seemed to be crickets chirping. “What the hell was wrong with these people? Why wasn’t anyone welcoming him better than this?”, I thought. It was embarrassing. In previous Meet and Greets I’ve been to, you’d hold the tour poster given to you and the band members would sign it. This gave you an opportunity to say something to the band. Bush did not do this, but it was totally fine. We waited in an assembly lined fashion where you walk up to the band, get a hug from each band member, then pose for the picture with the band name in the background.
I was almost to the end of the line of people so I waited about 45 minutes for my turn. I walked up, got my hugs, and quickly posed for the picture. The camera man didn’t really give me enough time to think about where to stand before he snapped the picture. Gavin was touching my shoulder and I was in a bit of panic mode. Originally, I had my hand around Gavin’s waist but I thought that it looked a little too “prom” photo so I took my arm out and faced the camera man – in full awkwadness. A second shot was taken then, it was time for me to exit. I turned to Gavin and said, “I think you are wonderful. Thank you so much for doing this for us.” He smiled and said, “You are welcome” in his endearing English accent. Good god, the man is handsome.
On the way out, I grabbed merchandise that came with my VIP package and met my friend outside. The wind was kicking pretty hard so I didn’t have time to look at what was in the bag. I packed it in the trunk of my car and got in the passenger seat. The first order of business was to get that damn extension mess out of my scalp. I put my hair up in a natural messy bun and composed myself. My friend and I giggled at what just happened. I couldn’t wait to meet Gavin but was so happy that the anxiety of worrying if I would trip or say something ignorant was over!
Around 6:30 p.m., the VIP people were supposed to be allowed inside. We’d already been waiting forever, it seemed. The general public was allowed in at 7:00 so we needed to get inside for dibs on t-shirts sizes. At 6:50, the staff let the VIPs in. I was stopped by security and told I wasn’t allowed to bring in my camera. I’d called and verified that I could bring in a camera, twice! I saw others with cameras but I guess mine looked “professional” and wasn’t allowed. Needless to say, I was pissed. I had to go all the way back to the car and by the time I got back inside, I didn’t get to claim a spot by the barricade in front of the stage.
A couple of girls were spreading their arms out covering some of the area in front of the stage. I asked one of them if she could scoot over a little bit so that I could squeeze in. She said that she was “holding” the spot for her friend in the bathroom. They were surely covering a lot of space for one friend. I was pretty pissed off that they were being so selfish. We all paid top dollar to get a good spot and they were taking up too much room. A guy tried to get in between the two girls and they said something along the lines of “we’re not trying to be assholes, we are just trying to make sure our friend has a spot”. One of them looked over at me and said, “she thinks we are being assholes.”
In any other circumstance, I would have held my tongue. Today, was not the day. I was already pissed off that I couldn’t bring in my camera and now these bitches were testing me. I looked the girl straight in the eye and said loud and clear, “Yes, you are being an asshole. We all paid good money to be here and y’all are being selfish”. She repeated that she was saving a spot for her friend as I pointed out that they were taking up enough space for at least 6 people. All I could think was, “please don’t get me kicked out of here for fighting”. I moved away from them and calmed myself down.
A nice guy in a wheelchair moved in to the edge of the barricade and got a spot center stage. I decided to stand by him because I could see over him and get an awesome view of Gavin. There always seems to be someone at every show that is taller than me – blocking a good view. Actually, my view was better than the view of the 3 girls that refused to move over. HA!! Unfortunately, I only had my iPhone to take pictures with but I was willing to make do. I noticed other people around me preparing their cameras which irked me a little since I was made to put mine back in the car.
The first band up was ‘My Jerusalem’. I admit, I wasn’t impressed at all. The lead singer made some comment about not knowing that they were even playing the show until 10 the night before. He later thanked BUSH for inviting them. My impression was that the guy was a little arrogant. He should have been honored to open for BUSH! We all just kinda stood around waiting for them to get off stage instead of rocking to their music. The drummer was about the only one that I was impressed with.
FINALLY… at 9:00 p.m., BUSH made their way to the stage and opened with “Everything Zen”. I am going to attempt to describe accurately what was going on in my mind. Here was Gavin Rossdale standing in front of me, gorgoeus as ever, rocking with his guitar and I was blank. Yes, I was enjoying the music, but something was missing. It took a while to figure it out, but it was the vibe of the crowd that was lacking. Most shows that I have been to, especially in a smaller venue, have an indescribable vibe. It’s like an energy that connects us together like family that you can feel in the air. This night in particular, I didn’t feel it no matter how hard I tried.
Sound of Winter
Sky Turns Day Glo
The Only Way Out
People That We Love
Lost In You
Beat of Your Heart
The One I Love
To make matters worse, there were a couple of girls next to me that were high on ecstasy. It was very obvious because they were rubbing all over each other and grinding to basically nothing going on. They kept hitting me everytime they would throw up their hands. A few times, they tugged my shirt sleeve. My friend said that they kept stomping on his feet too. It really annoys me when someone can ruin a good thing with something like drugs. I wanted to say, “Couldn’t you have done that at home?”…but I didn’t. I just decided to leave early.
My friend and I watched about an hour’s worth of BUSH before we made our way to the merch booth. To my surprise, the sizes that we needed were available. We got two shirts and headed over to Gas Monkey Grill to get some food. Since we made it to the restaurant late, we didn’t get to choose from the larger menu. That was a bummer because we were excited about some of their appetizers. We instead picked a couple of juicy burgers and a beer. They did not disappoint! YUMMMM!!
Around 11 p.m., we made it back to the Air BnB room to get a shower and crash into bed. I was so happy to see a fan on the night stand because I have the hardest time sleeping without fan noise! To my delight, the bed was very comfortable. Within minutes, I dozed off into a blissful sleep. The next morning, we had a hearty breakfast at Denny’s and were back in Mississippi by 4:30 p.m.
Although the vibe wasn’t what I expected, I don’t regret going to the BUSH show. I am very, very happy that I got to meet Gavin Rossdale as well as getting to take a picture with him. I find that my money was well spent regardless of the circumstances. They put on a great show and were everything I imagined they would be. I only wonder if they felt the lack of good vibes too….?
That being said, I saw BUSH in New Orleans back in 2011 and they were phenomenal. Gavin also had his long, curly locks then. I can remember thinking that he had an aura around him. As the show progressed, his hair became soaked in sweat as did his white, sleeveless shirt. Let me tell you, that was probably one of the hottest men that I had even seen in person in my entire life. The vibe there was far different and I enjoyed it much more than the Dallas trip. Still….NO REGRETS!!
Oh yeah…. AND THIS HAPPENED 5/5/17!