The number of people that always came to Eddie's show, always had me struck. When we would show up the crowds would be yelling and screaming for him and his band to show through the curtains. What was truly funny to me was that I never showed up with Eddie, yeah we showed up at the same time. But Eddie wanted to keep his persona up, so Eddie would kiss me on the cheek before we would leave our apartment. I didn't have a problem with that at all.
I liked that about Eddie, we weren't keeping our relationship a secret because Eddie didn't want anybody to know about us. Instead, he wanted to keep me all to himself. "I know how hard the media can get to ya, so if you don't want people to know I understand." Eddie had said on our second date now that it was nearly two years ago when he first started out.
Now that we were two years into his career, I liked the way that I was able to watch him from the background of a relatively well-established bar, or concert hall. I could get a full view of my boyfriend, even though Eddie tried his hardest to keep his long hair out of his face, and his eyes never seemed to work. Especially when Eddie was on stage, the sweat would drip down his face and leave his hair dripping.
All while his face beat red from screaming and singing at full blast for as long as two hours at a time. Tonight's show would be no different, when we got there I gave him a simple wink as I watched him walk into the back of the concert hall. I made my way toward the back of the concert hall which was more set up like a bar. A large booth was all for me as I waited for the show to start.
Ordering a drink from the waiter that cames over, and when the lights go down I get ready. It's funny to me that even thought Eddie and his friends are out of highschool they still run together and I bet most of that is because of their connections with this band. The curtains pull back and the crowd roars with happiness, screams can be heard. I just watch as Eddie comes out grabbing onto his guitar and the mic.
While his best friends set up behind him. Gareth, and Jeff are setting up with their respected instruments. The crowd gre louder, and before Eddie was able to get a songor a word out the crowd was shouting for them to get started.
Through the mic, everyone was able to Eddie's voice. Loud and energetic. "Alright, guys calm down. We'll get started soon enough." Eddie said, but that did nothing to calm them. So, I continued to watch from afar. Watch as Eddie handled himself and his band onstage, the music grew and that's when I knew they were ready. Eddie came close to the mic and started to sing as he strummed away on the guitar.
For two hours straight I watched as my boyfriend sang and danced around the stage with his guitar hugged close to his chest while his fingers worked a magic I'd never seen before. As he strummed away on his guitar the crowd danced and sang along with him. He was a glimmering spark of something that I feared no longer existed. I watched like I did every other weekend how the sweat would pour down Eddie's face, making him shine under the high-beamed lights.
The concert hall was dark all over, but the stage was. Eddie rocked out until the whole crowd was able to hear him grappling to catch his breath through the mic. At the end of each show, he would have the music cut so he would be able to talk with the crowd. "You guys fuckin' rock! You know that right?" He asked the group tonight.
They screamed back, I watched as the mixture of teenagers who idolized him, the women that no doubt wished they were with him later on, and the men that stood in amazement that they had just watched a two hours show for less than fifty bucks.
I couldn't help but crack a small smile as I finished my last drink. I waited till Eddie done talking with the crowd. "Guys, we thank you for coming and singing along. We will see you soon." Then he looked outwards into the further crowd. Winking, at me I presumed, but the crowd gushed over the interaction that was directed towards anyone who would take it.
