It was a year ago today...

…that I saw The Click Five for the first time. But I guess this blog is more about what that experience means to me than me going on and on about how great their music and that particular gig at Hard Rock is because that pretty much goes without saying, and also believe me, I can go on forever.

It was their promo tour in KL. A few friends and I made plans to head up there but they can’t make it last minute. Being all hyped up about it already, I wasn’t about to let the plans fall apart and decided to go on my own. And I am so glad I did.

The long wait in line during the meet and greet session were spent talking with new friends met minutes ago but the fact that the band connects us makes the conversation feels like one between old friends. We bonded straight away and made plans to go to the gig at Hard Rock together the next day.

And that remains one of the most memorable days of my life so far. Even though we didn’t quite achieve what we set out to do since the morning itself, but the whole experience was enough to more than make up for what we missed. Taking the LRT and making a totally unplanned banner, getting shooed by the hotel manager, eating breads and drinking mineral water from the gas station across the road. And then the gig itself that night. It was almost magical. Even though we almost got crushed to death, and Kyle was enjoying himself too much to even bother to ask the crowd to stop pushing. But still, it was the size of the venue that make the show intimate.

And then it was the concert earlier in June. More bonding with new friends at the airport! I wouldn’t for a second imagine that I would be waiting at the airport for celebrity, but the fact that Shanie came all the way from Hong Kong to KL for the concert, we decided to make the most out of the whole experience. The wait was agonizing, but I think all of us can agree that the end results made every second of the wait worth it.

I seriously don’t remember much from the day of the concert itself, except too much excitement, too high and too little sleep. The concert itself is ____. Because until now I still can’t find a word that is adequate to describe it. Not even the stupid venue securities who constantly asked us to stick our butts to the chairs can take how great the whole concert is from me. And then there was the wandering around after the concert to hunt for food and ended up with eating nothing in the end, and lingering outside this certain disco, and then watching Euro 08 in the room. Oh, and the cable car ride that I thought I was going to die there and then. I hate cable cars. That was what kept me away from Genting Highlands. Until that concert.

Having that said, following this band hasn’t always been a sweet ride. There is that particular cable ride, and the MTV Asia Awards that I have no choice but to be home last minute instead of attending and for weeks I couldn’t remember ever feeling that disappointed, and some occasional what have you for worshiping a band. But when I put that album on, and think of all these experiences, I know it’s all worth it and I don’t regret a single moment of it.

Mayyie xxx