My friend Kaci and I are big country music connoisseurs. We follow all the artists and like all of the music. We got wind a few weeks ago that Keith Urban was going to be doing a private, free concert in Philadelphia for Verizon Wireless. I love many words but if I had to choose one word that stood out above the rest it was, FREE! Not only were the tickets free but Keith Urban a country music icon was playing the concert. My friend and I decided we needed to go see him, meet him, and just be there.
After our first failed attempt of scoring tickets at a "ticket run," we decided instead of getting discouraged that we would somehow get in if it meant standing outside the theater begging. The concert was being held in Philadelphia's smallest indoor venue known as the TLA-Theatre of the Living Arts. I knew the venue inside and out. I told Kaci if anything we would at least get to meet him outside.
We decided to go to the concert and push out luck. I brought a photo I took of Keith a few years back to get signed and my camera just incase we did get to meet him. When we got to South Street there was a huge line of people waiting to go in. There was more people than I had ever seen at the venue. We decided to walk around and noticed his SUV parked next to the door. Keith was already inside. Kaci and I started shopping and walking down the street figuring we will see him after the show. We made it halfway down the block when I notice a guy handing out passes to the show to two pretty girls. I ran after the man and asked if he had anymore. I told him our sole purpose in being on South Street that night was to see Keith. He ended up giving us 2 tickets and getting us upstairs. We had pretty decent seats because we went in 2 songs in and didn't have to stand in the crowd.
Keith played for about 1.5-2 hours of pure classic songs. After the set and before the encore we left to go around back. It was just my friend and Kaci at first but then came "the crazies." The ones who try and ruin it for everybody. Well let's just say the cops retained them. When Keith came out he jumped right in his car. He looked over to his left and I was holding up my picture with an autograph pen. He pointed and smiled. The car pulled down the alley and stopped. I told him the show was amazing and where I took the photo he was signing. He liked it! I said goodluck at the ACM Awards. He smiled and thanked me. My friend was snapping a photo for me. The crazies then ran up to try and throw stuff in the car and they drove off. Mission accomplished! I win! Keith is in my top 3 for nicest celebrities.
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