BSB Pittsburgh concert #4, June 26, 2001
Due to my brain lapse between the concert and the time of my actual writing this, I have
decided to just star the concert part of this. It won�t be as informative, but it will work.
My mom got us another VIP pass for this concert. She gave it to Shannon�s mom, and we
got to the venue a little earlier today than yesterday. The car ushers (or whatever they�re called) were SO rude! We flashed our VIP pass, and the dude sent us into a line next to the line we waited in yesterday. After sitting in the scorching heat for about 5 minutes, Connie rolled down her window and beckoned a different car usher over. She asked if the line we were in were the
VIP line, and the guy said it wasn�t. We explained that the people at the entrance told us it was, and he just said, �They don�t know what they�re doing up there. Go on up.� We got into the other line. That guy was the only nice one. The whole time we were moving up, the rest of the lines were motionless. Everyone was out of his/her car and waving to each other. Fan unity,
baby. That�s right!
We parked the car, and we had the same jerk park tonight us as we did the night before. That cranky old creep. I hope he breaks his leg. He did such a lousy job parking us that the woman who pulled in behind us smacked into Shannon�s car. That guy has no idea how to direct people. Like anyone really wants to hear about that, though.
We were one of the very first people to get to the B-94 van broadcast. The three of us talked to Spank and Adam, who remembered us from the 25th. Sweet, huh? There was a B-94 contest for front row seats where people had to find Bubba (another DJ) and say the secret word, �fluglebinder�. Everyone had only one chance to say it. Let�s shorten the story again and just say that Connie spent her guess out of nervousness, Shannon was tricked into wasting hers, and I was just so sick of the whole thing that I gave mine up so we could get on with our lives. At least Shannon got a picture with Adam out of the deal -- you�re welcome, Shan!
Mom sent me to the concert on a mission: I had to sell our two extra pavilion tickets. I was so afraid of getting caught and kicked out that I wasn�t real obvious about what I was doing. Two other people were doing the same thing as I was, and it looked so easy. They sold their tickets for full price ($70 each) and went on their merry way. The first family that approached me only had $20. I think I was guilted into selling them or swindled in some way, because I felt really used after I sold them. Then, when it hit me that my mother had paid over seven times as much for the tickets than for what I�d sold them. I wanted to puke. Mom ended up not caring, but I still feel wrong about it. The woman offered to throw in a spiritual reading for me if I sold the two tickets for $20, but that just freaked me out. They were weird people, anyway.
Let�s see... Connie and I had to split from Shannon and her mom. We were exhausted at that point and dying of thirst, so Connie and I ended up dishing out some mad cash for liquid refreshment. It was pretty absurd ($3.50 for a few ounces of a slushee). We also bought T-shirts. That made me feel even more dirty, because I felt like I should give every cent I had to my mom. Oh, well, my shirt is adorable. They were selling things for the Boys� charities, too -- Howie had a purple teddy bear for his, and Brian was selling T-shirts for his Healthy Heart Foundation. (During "The Answer To Our Life", Howie threw one of the bears from his charity into the audience. We were mad jealous.) Both were really cute, but Connie bought the latter.
A portion of the cost of the tickets goes to the Boys� foundations. That makes me so proud, because I was a part of helping them help others. It also, of course, adds to my ever-swelling Backstreet Pride. :)
ON WITH THE SHOW!!!
*Brian had speaking problems tonight. During his introduction speech, while expressing his excitement of having the honor of being the first to speak to us, he stuttered several times. Poor adorable B-Rok.
*Kevin gave us the low-down on his and the other Boys� charities. AJ�s is for diabetes, Brian�s is the Healthy Heart Foundation, Howie�s is for lupus, Nick�s is to save the oceans, and Kevin�s is to help preserve the environment. In fact, while he gave us a brief run-over of his charity, Kevin said, �...so my children and your children will grow up in a better world.� Is that
Kevin�s subtle way of saying he and Kristin are having children?!? YAY!!!!!! Backstreet Baby!
*While in the review-writing process, Shannon sent me a helpful e-mail. For her sake, I�m including the �fact� that AJ was �a whole hell of a lot sexier than on Monday�. There was definitely a lot more AJ skin.
*AJ informed us in the changing scene that his new nickname is �A-Jiggity�, and �Bone� is, �Pssh! Out the window.�
*During �The Call�, there was the sound of a phone ringing. AJ announced that it was his cell phone ringing and politely asked the audience if he should answer it. Everyone screamed �NO!�, but of course, he did anyway. It was adorable, because when he �answered�, he said, �Sarah, sweetheart, please don�t call me during a show! I�m on stage right now!� (Sarah is his girlfriend, for those of you who are either living in denial or under a rock.)
*I don�t remember when it was, but at some point during the show, the camera panned the first row of the audience, and guess who was there? Krystal and Sarah, sitting together. Cute!!!
*Is Howard�s winking thing coming back? Many times, he winked on the big screen tonight. It�s all good though; we find it endearing. :)
*Shannon also told me to include that Brian was trying to play with a yo-yo, but it �wouldn�t happen.� I don�t remember that, but OK!
*HOW COULD I FORGET THE MOST AWESOME PART?!? Kevin came to one side
of the stage during the show (MY side, buddy!), and he put his hand over his eyes, like people do when the sun is too bright. He wasn�t looking in the first section, but the second, and I was waving like mad in hopes that he�d see me. I was four rows away from the first section, and the first two rows in front of us suck at life and sat nearly the entire time. Anyway, I started jumping and screaming, and Kevin pointed RIGHT AT ME (honestly, ask Connie!) and waved!!! Now, for those of you keeping track, let�s re-cap: In February, Nick declared his love for me. In June, Kevin waved me into his life. Nick loves me, and Kevin wants to be my friend. WOOHOO!!!
*The concert was phenomenal. I think yesterday�s was better, but still -- there are no degrees of phenomenal, so the Boys officially own that word, and it describes all they do.
On the way home, my friends and I were bitter about never getting to meet the Boys even though we try the hardest of everyone in this stupid town, and we are sure as hell the biggest fans. I grumpily said, �I guess I gotta get me some cleavage if I wanna get anywhere in life.� Then, Shannon�s mom gave me some words of wisdom: �Linda, I think you have cleavage; you just
have to USE it!� Shannon was pretty embarrassed, but Connie and I erupted in laughter.
I will never forget these concerts. Dispite the stupid politics of the radio stations and other ridiculously unfair contests, they were two of the best days of my life. KTBPAlways!
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