Come ease the pain that's in my heart...
Okay, so I’m not one to be superstitious, but what I’m about to explain is really all I have to hold onto now in hope that my dream will one day come true.
So on another Green Day fan site I’m on, there’s this member and she’s been a fan for 15 years. I knew before she’s pretty much a huge fan and has had some run-ins with the band (in a good way); I messaged her for some advice as to whether my project is a good idea and if they’ll even get it through the system I’ll send it through. I’m currently working on a letter to Green Day and I might also be giving them a small wood carving; if it pulls off, I’ll post pictures, naturally.
Anyway, what I got back from her was nothing I could ever have imagined. She heard Basket Case in ’94 the rest is history. She’s spoken to Bill Schneider, Jason Chandler and John Roecker (all of whom speak to the band regularly) and gets a lot of info from a man in their UK management team and a person that works at the American embassy and deals with work visas for American artists. She claims it’s luck. She also informed me that her “next adventure” is a trip to Las Vegas to meet Mike's sister, cousins, and Billie's brother and sister. I couldn’t believe it, I was astonished. At the end she said “I can’t believe my own luck sometimes”. But is it luck, really? She does go to a hell of a lot of shows and is very active on Idiot Club and the fan site’s she’s on and knows all the mods for them (I guess it helps she’s unemployed with this, as I explained I’m a student and simply don’t have the time nor the money to follow them around on tour, as much as I’d love to.)
The reason why I’m writing Green Day a letter is because of one simple reason; I honestly don’t think I’m ever going to meet them. Ever. Call me a pessimist (because I very much am) but the chances are so slim, they seem light years away from me and I’d probably screw up and say something stupid anyway. So thats why I want to write them a letter so I have the time and am in the right mindset to say what I've wanted to tell them for years, how they got me through a health crisis and are everything I am today and continue to be. But last night, I had a dream, a very long one.
I was in town with my friend and walking past this hall/school/venue place we see a big long queue of people standing around and chatting. I approached a group and say “Excuse me, what’re you lining up for?” and an excited hyper girl replies “Billie Joe’s in there, we’re going to meet him!” and squealed with the rest of her friends. My jaw was on the floor. So we immediately joined the queue and waited until we got to the front to the entrance doors.
We walked inside and I saw Billie sitting on one of the chairs, looking around nervously. My heart sank. My friend and I take a seat and wait. Everyone is called up by name and sits next to him, talks, takes pictures and leaves on a high that will never cease to part. It felt more like an awful talk show than a Meet and Greet for fans; people were poking fun at every sentence that was said either by the fan or Billie and the whole crowd laughed along. I couldn’t stand it and left, went home and complained about how I didn’t get to meet him.
Presumably the next day I’m back in town, and there’s another M&G opportunity. I join a much smaller queue and get to a woman with a clipboard in no time. I ask her how much it is “40 pounds”. “40 pounds!?” My stomach felt like it had been kicked. “Oh no, I don’t have that!” I quickly get my phone out and try to ring Emma but its engaged. The woman softly says “It’s okay, you can pay after”.
I wobbily walk in, and there are very few people in the seating this time. Billie is still sat in the same seat as the previous day, but he looks happier than yesterday. I walk over to an older man who I ask if I have to sit down, and he tells me “Not yet.” I sit on the stage behind me with a pro-series digital camera, put my hand on the lens and zoom in on the fan who’s sitting and chatting with him and take a picture; you never know, I thought, the girl might be so caught up in the aura of meeting her idol that she may forget to capture the moment; a moment that will no doubt stay with her forever. They shake hands and smile and the girl leaves.
The announcer says my full name which echoes around the hall. My stomach and legs turn to mush. I walk across the floor where my footsteps echo and up and across to the seat next to Billie’s. He grins, I sit, we start to talk and my dream slowly fades as if to say “the rest is history”.
Now, like I said, I don’t go by dreams or superstition-y stuff at all, but perhaps this dream evokes the meaning that I have to be patient and wait for my dream to come true. Sure, it probably just came from my psyche of late events of talking and thinking about it, but you never know, eh? With the position I’m in, as I mentioned earlier, that’s all I have to hold onto right now.
So on another Green Day fan site I’m on, there’s this member and she’s been a fan for 15 years. I knew before she’s pretty much a huge fan and has had some run-ins with the band (in a good way); I messaged her for some advice as to whether my project is a good idea and if they’ll even get it through the system I’ll send it through. I’m currently working on a letter to Green Day and I might also be giving them a small wood carving; if it pulls off, I’ll post pictures, naturally.
Anyway, what I got back from her was nothing I could ever have imagined. She heard Basket Case in ’94 the rest is history. She’s spoken to Bill Schneider, Jason Chandler and John Roecker (all of whom speak to the band regularly) and gets a lot of info from a man in their UK management team and a person that works at the American embassy and deals with work visas for American artists. She claims it’s luck. She also informed me that her “next adventure” is a trip to Las Vegas to meet Mike's sister, cousins, and Billie's brother and sister. I couldn’t believe it, I was astonished. At the end she said “I can’t believe my own luck sometimes”. But is it luck, really? She does go to a hell of a lot of shows and is very active on Idiot Club and the fan site’s she’s on and knows all the mods for them (I guess it helps she’s unemployed with this, as I explained I’m a student and simply don’t have the time nor the money to follow them around on tour, as much as I’d love to.)
The reason why I’m writing Green Day a letter is because of one simple reason; I honestly don’t think I’m ever going to meet them. Ever. Call me a pessimist (because I very much am) but the chances are so slim, they seem light years away from me and I’d probably screw up and say something stupid anyway. So thats why I want to write them a letter so I have the time and am in the right mindset to say what I've wanted to tell them for years, how they got me through a health crisis and are everything I am today and continue to be. But last night, I had a dream, a very long one.
I was in town with my friend and walking past this hall/school/venue place we see a big long queue of people standing around and chatting. I approached a group and say “Excuse me, what’re you lining up for?” and an excited hyper girl replies “Billie Joe’s in there, we’re going to meet him!” and squealed with the rest of her friends. My jaw was on the floor. So we immediately joined the queue and waited until we got to the front to the entrance doors.
We walked inside and I saw Billie sitting on one of the chairs, looking around nervously. My heart sank. My friend and I take a seat and wait. Everyone is called up by name and sits next to him, talks, takes pictures and leaves on a high that will never cease to part. It felt more like an awful talk show than a Meet and Greet for fans; people were poking fun at every sentence that was said either by the fan or Billie and the whole crowd laughed along. I couldn’t stand it and left, went home and complained about how I didn’t get to meet him.
Presumably the next day I’m back in town, and there’s another M&G opportunity. I join a much smaller queue and get to a woman with a clipboard in no time. I ask her how much it is “40 pounds”. “40 pounds!?” My stomach felt like it had been kicked. “Oh no, I don’t have that!” I quickly get my phone out and try to ring Emma but its engaged. The woman softly says “It’s okay, you can pay after”.
I wobbily walk in, and there are very few people in the seating this time. Billie is still sat in the same seat as the previous day, but he looks happier than yesterday. I walk over to an older man who I ask if I have to sit down, and he tells me “Not yet.” I sit on the stage behind me with a pro-series digital camera, put my hand on the lens and zoom in on the fan who’s sitting and chatting with him and take a picture; you never know, I thought, the girl might be so caught up in the aura of meeting her idol that she may forget to capture the moment; a moment that will no doubt stay with her forever. They shake hands and smile and the girl leaves.
The announcer says my full name which echoes around the hall. My stomach and legs turn to mush. I walk across the floor where my footsteps echo and up and across to the seat next to Billie’s. He grins, I sit, we start to talk and my dream slowly fades as if to say “the rest is history”.
Now, like I said, I don’t go by dreams or superstition-y stuff at all, but perhaps this dream evokes the meaning that I have to be patient and wait for my dream to come true. Sure, it probably just came from my psyche of late events of talking and thinking about it, but you never know, eh? With the position I’m in, as I mentioned earlier, that’s all I have to hold onto right now.
Wow that's a AWESOME dream!
NIK JONUTZ, September 7th, 2009 at 11:32:07am
Hahahah, awh thanx Bex :3 Yeah it's good to not get your hopes up for things, otherwise you get so disappointed when it doesnt work out, which obv happened with the Foxboro Hot Tubs show.
Yeah she does have a lot of time as she's unemployed.
You really think I could meet them, really really? I hope so, I can and kind of can't imagine myself meeting them, its strange. I guess in life you just don't know when or whether things will ever happen or not, so you just have to dive in and see how it goes, and if it doesnt turn out, then maybe it wasn't meant to be.
Yeah I neeed to keep working on that letter, I've neglected it for a bit as I've been so busy running my gaming broadcast. I'll take your advice and not give up :) lmfao @ the restroom thing, I knew toiliting was a mini social event! Thanks again, everyone *hug*
Trusty Chords., August 4th, 2009 at 04:55:46pm
Woah, that's a cool dream. I think dreams usually have to do with…oh you already said that. Lolo, nevermind.
But, yeah! Patience is a good thing. It helps in a lot of ways, and you should definitely make sure you have your mind set and ready, knowing that you may or may not meet them. Like, I was totally mad about not getting into the Foxboro Hot Tub thing 'cause I almost had no doubt that I was gonna make it in. I was thinking, “NOW. NOW.” And it turned out to be the opposite: “NOO. NOT NOW.” Sucked, hehe…but at least I was trying! And, now, I’m finally gonna see them in concert this month!
Oh, and lol. Sounds like that 15 year fan has a lot of time on her hands to work her way into getting in touch with all these people.
Anyways, you could totally meet them! This sounds like a cool opportunity, and I would totally go for it! I mean, you never know! And the letter thing is sweet! Just don’t give up, Trusty Chords! =] It’s totally possible to meet them. You should hang out by the restrooms and see if they go by there. Lolo, jk.
Adam Lambert, August 4th, 2009 at 01:05:13pm
Yeah thats what I figured Catherine, thanks for backing me up :) Really appreciate your support and understanding, guys.
Trusty Chords., August 2nd, 2009 at 08:50:03am
I think you shouldn't ever give up on your dreams, but what's wrong with sending the letter anyway? =]
Then you'll have something to say to start a conversation when you do meet them instead of just standing there and gaping like a goldfish. =]
waiting_a_long_time, August 1st, 2009 at 03:42:04am
Thanks, Krista, I hope it all works out. *fingers crossed*
Yeah I felt that with Trio once upon a time too,, but then I discovered a little fansite called Blood Pact xD the perks are so worth the muneeh. It is way different with Trio as they're not quite as famous as Green Day just yet, god love 'em ^.^
And thanks, nimrodidiot. I really hope I can get as close as I can one day, and whatever it is, I'll know it was meant to be and die happy experiencing it; it will complete me.
LMFAO, I will so tell them xD "My friend wants to f*ck you in the Dookie era" "fo sho!"
Thanx Shorty, the dream just seemed like something I shouldn't just disread as nothing, you know?
Yeah, frustrating is the word. No your not alone, I'm exactly the same as you, they're not the ones who should be thanking us, it should be the other way around. I actuallly got pretty emotional when Billie kept saying "thank you" over and over at the Milton Keynes shpw, so you can imagine what I'm like when I watch the DVD back every anniversary!
yeah, thanks for having faith in my faith [D: paradox],. Whenever I accidently pull an eyelash out or catch a seed blowing in the wind, I always grab it and wish the same thing, which is obvious what I wish for. Besides, if I actually say it won't come true.. ;).
Trusty Chords., July 30th, 2009 at 06:55:51pm
I believe in dreams and signs... So I think that you're right in it teaching you to be patient.
I know how you feel though, how frustrating it is when you want nothing more than to just even be close enough to tell him "thank you." That's how I feel anyway.
But have hope and have belief, because like you said, sometimes that's all you have to hold on to. You never know, either, when you may cross paths. That's what I always tell myself when I feel like that. I tell myself that it'll most likely happen when you least expect it.
Shorty of Suburbia, July 29th, 2009 at 02:11:21pm
It seems to me that you have good luck with meeting your idols (Alkaline Trio), so don't give up. I think you'll meet them. Or at least get really close. I'm cheering for you, ;D
P.S. If you do meet them, tell them which eras they're hot in. They'll like that.
rotfl.
nimrodidiot, July 28th, 2009 at 02:26:18pm
good luck with your project!!! :D
& Green Day seem light years away from me too. :[ (haha, that's how i felt about Trio before, so maybe there COULD be a chance. probably not though since GD have become so famous... but you never know.)
Kr!sta's Inferno, July 27th, 2009 at 07:39:36pm
I know, like I said, "With the position I’m in, as I mentioned earlier, that’s all I have to hold onto right now." I suppose also the fact I'm seeing them in October helps.
I honestly would if I could. But if I ever meet him, I'll say that you love him.
Thankyou :)
Trusty Chords., July 27th, 2009 at 09:59:25am
Dude, most dreams are not that well themed.
Like, ya know, at one point someone morphs into a dragon or the walls turn people or you turn into a marshmellow or something.
The only time I had a themed dream like that, it came true.
DUDE, GET ME TRÉ.
AND GOOD LUCK =D
TO BE DELETED, July 27th, 2009 at 09:43:17am