So, as you may or may not know, Garth Brooks is performing nine concerts in Kansas City this year. Nowhere else, just KC. I’d just like to mark this down as one of the reasons I am very glad I live here in KC.
My sister, brother-in-law and I all spent the morning tickets were on sale trying desperately to purchase tickets. We finally got lucky with a block of six tickets. They were behind the stage, about five rows back.
Our concert was last night and it was incredible. He’s just such a wonderful entertainer. For me, the best part is that you can just see his excitement that all of these people are here to see him and are thrilled to be there to see him. Pretty much everyone was standing up the whole time.
We got there early, so we were able to see the Sprint Center fill up. Trisha Yearwood came on first as the opening act. She sang some of my favorite songs of hers, so I was happy. Everyone I was with commented that she’d gained some weight, but I thought that she looked good.
After she left, they started breaking down the stage a bit, revealing the trademark G. Part of the lighting rig came down, showing four chairs where cameramen were going to sit. Imagine knowing your life depended on two chains.
Finally, the stage went dark and the band came on stage. A white piano started lifting out of the back of the stage, so we had an excellent view. The keyboardist started playing to deafening applause. Next, a circular hole appeared in the piano and the fiddle player rose up. He played for a few moments and then Garth popped into view on the stage in front of the piano. The cheering was so loud at that point, I could hear my eardrums reverberate.
He played mostly older stuff, with a few new songs tossed in. There was one point where the band went off-stage and it was just him, his guitar and the audience all singing along to a few songs. Get several thousand people singing and it doesn’t sound too bad. The songs he sang for this period was We Shall Be Free, The Dance and The River.
The one thing that disappointed me was the encore–at no point did he sing American Pie. When I’d gone to see him before, that was the final song of his encore. I expected it last night, seeing as how it’s a bit of a tradition for him to sing it during his encores. Not last night, but we did get Piano Man, which is another favorite classic for me.
All in all, I am still just so happy to have gone. He’s the greatest entertainer I’ve ever seen or likely will ever see.