Live in Five tour - 30th of April, the St James Concert
By Miyangeline
Well if you read about Carling Academy you would know the beginning of the story.
I woke with James Is my mind, printed there by the day beforehand and my all night long Dream with James, funny enough I dreamed of him fro the entire night, unusual so I decided to give it another go.
I woke up by the early morning, unable to sleep again I decided to give up and step outside. I sat in the concrete ground at the back garden and glared over the light blue spreading perfectly bringing up the day.
I asked the goddess to make this a good day and to be with me thought the day giving me all the chances to meet the man I set out to see. Quiet for a wile I thought of the night before recalling the face of James Marsters before me looking so young compare to the numbers that label him, somewhat happy that I stood in the same room I knew it wasn’t complete for me. Feeling sure I laid back in my bed falling into slumber instantly unlike before.
Waking again I phoned my friend Arzu, who had promised to come with me. Lately we had been having problems because of the very reason that I need a friend who is certainly there, it is extremely important to me knowing she would be there when needed no matter how big or small the situation. She had promised and stepped on my face before but I forgave her knowing I tend to be a bit in charge but then again I explained my needs and the reasons for them and knowing full well of them and the consequences they make she had agreed to trying her best. So like I said before the last weeks, no! months she had been letting me down and I left it along. She then said she was in her way, the time was 9.00 and I told her be at my house by 10.00 or 11.00 cause I wanted to be early with more chances for tickets.Then my sister woke, happy and up for the adventure. I got myself into a green a little baggy Brazilian jeans, a lingerie thing, I don’t know what you call it but it’s a braw thing but it also has the bottom bit that makes it all look like a corset, anyway that was on again making my breast into desirable lushness, over it a black shirt revealing the bottom and top of my Wight sexy lingerie partner to my beloved cowboy boots. As for makeup a foundation cover-up with green out line under my eyes making my dark eyes turn into big, native seduction, lips are simply glossed lightly. Overall natural Amazon girl, with that touch of dirty and country with out trying too hard. Finely ready my friend was still not there, phoning her again she says she needs to go Tesco for her mother so we say go and get here quickly. At 1.00 she still dint show up.
Frustrated and disappointed I left the house in attempt to wait a wile at the buss stop and if she don’t show up anytime soon I’ll be on my way, She did after hath an hour on wait. Hurrying to the train station as I told her the deal “will see if we get tickets, if we don’t we might hang out for a long wile that is if we are up to it” She had a bit of a problem with that ofcource saying she wasn’t dressed, someone was coming to her house today and that she couldn’t stay late cause her mum would get angry bla,bla,bla.
I told her she promised a month ago when I told her everything I just said. all the way the walk she went on and on with excuses. I warned her if she dint want to go simply say so but am not going to ask for anything ever again and trust her would be the last thing ill do cause being a friend wasn’t exactly what she was doing. My sister tried being a little nicer than I but she too knew I wasn’t the one in the wrong side, all I was asking was for her to do something for me like I have done for her a million times.At the station my sister begged the girl, I was to tell my sister off for doing such a thing but I dint want to seem like the monster anymore that I already did. Finely the train came and I walked in with my sister behind, we turned around and she froze at the door looking at us, I watched her waiting as my sister begged her to walk in knowing that was the final straw for me. The door closed and the train moved.
Stunned I sat feeling that hollowness inside my heart, I knew this was going to happen months ago and was prepared that’s why I dint cry even though I felt them inside. I dint exactly feel sorry for myself but for her, I was the only friend she ever had, I was the one that told everybody they ware wrong about her, everyone turned to her after I did and now she let go of that simply because I wanted her to be there cause no one except my sister ever is. My sister watched me unable to say a word, she knew the girl lost something wonderful, at least that’s what she said. I glared over the views flash by me meanwhile I wrote yet another one person that mattered who has left me in my long list of sorrow, am not exaggerating I have been fro a lot and she was a slight dust compare to the everything else. Now knowing it was the end but the beginning of some kind. I know have shredded my skin from the past, I am now a beautiful butterfly learning to fly other than a bug who dint know life can actually be good. She dint tell me that, I have been that someone else for a little wile now but she was the last from my past and all I had to do now is to look for what comes in future, to me that being started by James.Walking to the stares of the station I came across a man singing with his guitar, with ought a thought I took the coins I had in my pocket grateful that he was at least doing something to earn his money. At the escalator after his thank you and smile I realised what his song was, the song James had sang the night before as a surprise. James said he was working on it that very night and felt like singing it for us. It went like “here …something… London…something… let me change your mind” I don’t remember the song correctly but I would recognise it if I heard it. anyway stunned I told my sister who wasn’t quite believing it, with this smile I said “its meant to happen” my sister looked at me worshiping every word like she often does.
Out! we walked up and down again unsure to ware it was. Asking a bus driver like this “um do you know a place called St something down this road?” funny I couldn’t remember the name, he said there is only one and its here and there, fallowing his directions we found it. Walking in we still wasn’t sure until we realised the band from last night was setting the stage up, admiring the breathtaking church I walked around reading the monuments I felt so much in love with. My sister who became a fan of the band wanted to have a chat to someone. The band singer went pass and my sister called her out. Telling her we liked the Para-shoot song cause we also did have a bad childhood. We talked and she was wonderful and friendly, she wrote us a note and autograph. She went off for a bit as we wrote a prayer and lit a candle in respect and belief in the subject in itself. Sitting once again doing our scoobydoos we had a little chant to the other guys in the band and with the event manager who was interested in our pass time object but had to tell us to leave. Anyway overly we had a quite good time talking to them and String.
We did with no objection. Going to get food and coming back was quite ok considering we stopped at the CD store for a bit. Now convinced there was no tickets we sat at our so beloved fountain-top and chatted crap for quite long time. Here and then walking around looking for some kind of secret way in as we bumped into two girls who we dint get the names but the young pretty 16 and 15 years old James fans were friendly. at the very moment we started to hear James sing, finely believing it was him we was to clime up some thing thingy to see him fro the window but some nice Chinese guy dint let us but said we can see fro the stares. Up the stars we screamed at the sight of him Looking as wonderful like normal as he sang testing the mic and sound. Paul, who we was to meet later on was there with him, we banged the window after he finished singing wanting his attention only getting Paul’s but deaf James dint flinch a second. Watching we took sight of a girl, quite young and pretty girl inside, my sister instantly assumed it was his girlfriend as the other girls dint like the idea as I dint agree with neither cause he dint look at her like he knew her at all, by this I mean he dint even look at her but maybe he did it intentionally so if she really was his girlfriend will remain uncertain. Anyway again bagging on the window went on…at one point I looked away to only look back by their bagging, In that very moment he looks up and smiles along side a wave. The girls cried out in excitement beside me who simply watched him lost for words or action. That was to be the highlight of the day!
The this crumpy guy whom I hated the second I laid eyes on himj told us to move out of the stares cause it was health and safety, I dint see the danger it was a dam stares. Back at the top of the fountain, we are thinking of ways to sneak in. after the people fair went away. Then again the fair dint seem to move any faster. I deisde to play with the statue in the fountain so there I go step on its head doing so the statue moves. Jumping back with a “loud Shit” coming out added the face of guilt. You know the ones you do when you almost scrod up. Doing so I realise the man who was inside with James smile at my silliness.
At this point its started to rain and I started to moan not wanting my hair to pop up into a bush like magic.
Funny my sister instead to stay even though it was me who was the fan.
The we decided to sit under the umbrella things at the café tables, for a wile we chat crap. Then we sit in a bench, sitting there talking crap again I see the same guy again come out. Finding him interesting I take the chance and well like usual I’m too shy so I send my sister to ask him if there is any tickets left.
He says he will go in to cheak…second or two he doesn and comes back to us. Saying no it was sold out, knowing that we kinda don’t exactly seem too sad about it but disappointed.
We soon found out his name…Paul and he does the mechanical stuff for James and finds James a really fun crazy, easy going guy. He tells us about what he does and I soon I find myself liking him more and more, my interest soon left from James to him! in my opinion we made a friend. He then needs to go in and so he does.
Sitting there for a wile later the grumpy guys comes to make our lives a bitch again. He says if we are not going in we have to leave the church premises. So we do! Feeling sad I walk out but then we decided to wait for him to come out. Sitting at the side bits of the church in a anyway thing…we are not along at the end of the it are other fans. We sit in some stares, after a wile talking about how disanointed and luck we got, I started to hear a guitar and singing sound…soon we find out its James at the room below. There is this musky skylight so we kinda see his body shape, at first we thing he is cosy up with someone but then we realise its him lazing around in this red couch with guitar. Ofcouce we take our time desisting if it was actually him…our luck was so on!…one funny bit was that we were hanging over the skylight to be able to see him properly, so then at one point the lays his head back at the couch looking up, you wouldn’t believe how far we jumped back.We giggle and cant exactly believe our luck, we find a stares going down ware there is a square window wall with this really funny, musky square things that wouldn’t exactly let us see him…it was in the wall ware he was and a clear one at other side facing another room which is connected to his not facing it but I see there things and stuff. So terrified I fly back hating the motion light going on every time I attempted.
Feeling so exited that I was a wall away from him or a roof me and deili argue who’s going down to knock and ask for an autograph, we where sure he would answered cause he was a nice guy and alone to mention we are alone too but none of us have the gut to do. so before we knew it he had to leave for his fans who actually had a ticket. We are happier now…we had about an hour spying on him…its silly but the fact that we sat there expecting nothing else and we actually got that! It was unbelievable and so so FUN!
Hyper we hang around doing nothing…mucking around…hearing the fan scrim inside.The when its over we realise he is back in the room…but this time not alone. We don’t ask now it will be never…I go and knocked but nothing and deili goes once too and then I go again. I try again but I realise that there are other fans there so I know he wont come out! So it gone the chance its gone, we should of asked earlier. The we see this Paul the man we met earlier taking the stuff to the car…deili goes first to talk o him…I soon fallow only getting the end of the conversation. Deli asked ware he was coming from and Paul said that they are figuring out a way to get out as quickly as possible and his body guards or something was around. He said it would be really hard to even get a glimpse of him, that he could be coming out from any ware, that he was sorry he couldn’t tell ware from. He goes back in and we sit around until we hear scrims coming from down the alleyway from some other door. I guess we missed it!
Disappointed! We then bump into the two girls earlier they are out of breath exited…unbelievable!
Oh PS: there was one bit we walked down the alleyway and saw James go pass the window and standing with is back to it…leaning down we are trying to figure out if its really him. Then Paul comes into the picture and sees us so he waves with a smile…to that we try not seem crazy by leaving them alone. Stooped James dint turn around but hope Paul told him about us!Pissed that we dint get to see him leave we are still happy that we and a good day…no I mean a really good day…even deili enjoyed it! WE GOT SO DAM LUCKY TWICE!
Our way home was OK I guess…we just wanted BED!
