On June 13th, I left work and headed to Fishers (I’ll skip the work/scheduling drama that made me want to quit my job) to go to a Backstreet Boys concert with Kim.
Kim found a bar/restaurant that operated a shuttle to and from the Klipsch, so we went there and had some nachos and beer and paid our $4/person to ride the shuttle. I had promised Kim that we would see all sorts of ridiculousness in the way of homemade shirts and fanaticism, and we saw this girl (and her cool BSB homemade shirt) at the bar:
I was pretty sad that we missed most of VERY SPECIAL GUEST Avril Lavigne, but at least it was at our own choosing and not because I was totally hosed by my work. We saw her sing “Complicated” and “Girlfriend” (a personal fave), so that was probably enough. We were looking into the sun, so we couldn’t see the video on the big screen until the sun finally went behind the stage structure, so I couldn’t clearly make out her surely awesome outfit:
Backstreet Boys put on a (surprisingly?? not surprisingly…they’ve been together 21 years) good show. I was worried Kim would not like it, but she really seemed to enjoy it.
The Backstreet Boys are all very talented musicians…Nick Carter can play the guitar:
The population at a BSB concert is really interesting. Mostly female of course, with some boyfriends and progressive thinkers thrown in, but a crazy range of ages and degrees of fandom and unlikable millenialness. The kids these days, they love to take videos of entire concerts. The girls directly in front of us were taking long videos OF THEMSELVES watching and singing along. Anyway, here’s a cute shirt of a younger fan (“My Barbies danced to this song”):
We had some girls with super boring homemade puffy-painted shirts behind us:
I like the hold up your cell phone camera-flash thing, now that we’re all past smoking:
BSB are old. They sit down after a while:
Bad picture, but cool fringed homemade BSB concert shirt:
We encountered many staggeringly drunk teens/twenty-somethings on our way to the shuttle. Drinks were $13 at the Klipsch. Young people are so silly.