Okay shit happens. Budgeting is still on point and the days off still work. I buy the tickets. My husband is going and one of my peeps is going. We are all set for the March 25 2023. I'm vibrating with excitment. This concert is 3 years delayed. They have released 2 more albums since Imploding the Mirage. This is the going to be the best day ever and that morning I notice an email from the Toyota Center annoucing a postponement! What the actual fuck!? They had just played an amazing showing in Oklahoma on the 24th. How are they postponing with less than 24 hrs notice?!
I was pissed but really I was disappointed. I know life happens. Brandon Flowers was sick and it sounded like he gave his all at the Oklahoma show. Who wants to listen to a barely there Brandon? So I get it. I quickly changed the hotel reservation and that was that. Only thing left to do was wait for May 14th.
When The Killers resumed the tour a couple days and posted pictures, I acutally cried. The hurt was more profound than I had thought. I really wanted to go and relax and be a fan instead of a mom for one day. But I had hope my day would come and I would in fact be a fan instead of a mom for just a few hours. About a week before the concert I did have a nightmare tha the concert had been postponed again and I immedately opened my app to see if the concert had been moved.
Sunday, I checked all of the socials, my email, the AXS app, and the Toyota Center app to just make sure the concert was still on. At 1pm as we were getting ready to go to Houston, the bottom fell out of the sky. Pouring rain, just pouring. We got on the road at 1:30 but it was still coming down in sheets. At one point my husband almost gave up and wanted to turn around but we kept moving forward.
Once we stopped to fill up in Livingston, the rain let up and the rest of the drive was relaxing. My excitement building with each hour that ticked by. We have a nice dinner and then checked into the hotel to relax. Our hotel was across the way from the Toyota Center so we would not have to search for parking just walk over. This became a hipcup since my husband's ankle decided to attack him and left him hobbled. Still, he powered through and let me just run around as I pleased with him following many steps behind.
So we get to the Toyota Center and it is huge! I had never been. We walk past the merch table and the line was hella long. We find our way to the escaltor so hubby would not have to take stairs. We find our nose-bleed seats and we wait.
The Lemon Twigs kicked off the night with an okay set. They are young and the sound wasn't quite right so the set wasn't great. I think as they get more clout their set will be better simply because the sound techs will actually care. Cool that was at like 8 for a 7:30 show. They finish about 8:30 and we wait. I'm almost jumping out of my skin. Is this really happening? Will The Killers go on?
Just about at 9pm, the band doctor comes out. I have an announcement. "Unfortunately . . . " Like the crowd went silent and was ready to pounce if this was anything other than a joke. Finally, yes, the band can go on. After a loud cheer, the crowd again goes silent in anticipation.
The band comes out and we heard the first fews notes of My Soul's Own Warning. I let out a massive scream of joy and then proceed to sing every single song for the rest of the night. Amazing show! Like epic! Easily the best concert I have ever very been too. They were worth the wait and I can't wait to go seem them again.
I told my husband that it must have been like what an Elvis vegas show was like. Brandon had complete control of the crowd. We sang. We danced in our seats. We stood and danced. It was amazing. Like the whole night was one of the best nights of my life.
If you get a chance to see them in concert go. My husband was not really a fan. My peep was also not a massive fan and even they had a blast. I was on cloud night. I'm still listening to the set list. I created a Spotify playlist and I just have it on repeat. I will never forget the joy of that night. A dream being better than expected. A payoff that makes you believe that good things come to those who wait.