Sunday, 30 June 2013

Milan: We stand as one, undivided.

Well fuck it. Just when I finally got myself to write something the whole thing magically disappeared and I'm not starting all over again. I think, or maybe I will, since I don't have anything else to do anyway. I could and should go to sleep but I can't. We are now on the train between Milan and Bern and I'll try to tell you about these last few days.

I really don't know what to say about both the Madrid and Milan shows though. I mean I know it is what this blog is about but I just really don't know what to say. Both nights were so magical, and so completely different from Lisbon. I don't know why but that show just was nothing like all the others I have seen so far on this tour. The band wasn't feeling it, and that's probably why I wasn't either.

Madrid howrver was perfect, even though the set was about the most standard thing ever. It was just one of those nights where it didn't really matter. At all. We've only been in Madrid for 22 hours and the first thing we did when we got out of Lisbon (thank god) was sleep the whole afternoon. Then we went to the stadium and found a perfect spot in the back of the pit at around 20:00. The show started at 22:00 (another night's sleep ruined) and I spent the whole night dancing barefoot in a long dress. It was perfect, and I cried during Always because suddenly the thought of it all being over again by next week came up and I can't handle it. More than ever.

Anyway, after 2 hours of sleep we woke up to take the metro back to the airport and we flew to Milan, where we eventually reached te hotel at 15:00 or something and we went to sleep onvce again. Only for two hours or so but it did help. Then we went to find a place to eat (pizza) and at night we went to the Bon Jovi tribute pre-party organized by our Italian friends and it was so so cool to party with everyone and to be together. And when Phil-X made a guest appearance and played with Tommy and his band, that really made the night complete. By then everybody knew for sure that the show in San Siro would really be magical.

And what a magical night it was. I could cry even thinking about it right now. We got to the stadium late again, after a full night of six hours of sleep we went sightseeing for a bit, then had another pizza and arrived at San Siro at 7:00. I have been to the stadium once before to do a backstage tour (the football related one, not BJ) and I knew it was big, but I forgot how big it really was. Now, I have a thing for huge stadiums, so the moment we saw it I got that special feeling. And I felt pride as well, but maybe I just really need to go to sleep as I'm getting all sentimental. ;-)

Anyway we found our friends in the pit and by the time we did we only had to wait another hour before the show staryed, and the atmosphere was great, even then.

By the time the band came on stage the stadium looked like it was sold out (not sure if it actually was though) and immiiately Jon took a momebt to take it all in. I'm noy sure if at that point he was expecting something already, but he might have been. It took until Because We Can until it happened though. A choreography like the one in Udine 2 years ago, but bigger, better. And where Jon barely reacted to the one they did in Madrid he was now absolutely speechless. He got all emotional and he actually cried. In the middle of Because We Can he shook his head, stopped the song and started over again. He'd lost it, and I think all our hearts melted, it was so, so beautiful and it felt so special yo be a part of it.

After Because We Can he just stood there looking, smiling and crying. "I'm crying like a little girl." My heart at that moment, I don't think I have ever loved him more. D: Anyway, the show went on, and it got better every minute. After the choreography happened Jon got absolutely crazy, smiling, dancing, doing guitar solos and singing all the high notes. 

Undivided was such a cool surprise and very fitting for the massive banner that was part of the choreography: 30 years of history starting with 1983: Bon Jovi, then a lot of other important dates in history like 9/11 and the Berlin Wall and 2013: San Siro Milan at the end.  We all cried during Never Say Goodbye and we all sang This Ain't A Love Song with our arms around each other in big groups. The perfect end of a more than perfect night.

Extatic is the only word to describe last night I think, and that doesn't even capture it, at all. You should have been there, should have felt it. And I for one, am very thankful that I did. 

Alright, I have to spend another hour on this train so I'm gonna try to go back to sleep and if I can't I'll just enjoy the view. Mountains! :-D 









Bye bye byeee

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