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Blind Melon Rocks Buenos Aires!!!

Last nigh was ones of the bests -until now-of my life. I still cant believe it but i felt really happy to meet those people that made THAT music that painted my life in another color.
A month ago i had my ticket, yesterday i was there, and i was able to watch an amazing show, made by the artists and the fans. I guess nobody had expectations, and im guessing again that everyone left really satisfied.
The show started an hour later from what it said in the ticket, as ussually in Argentina, meanwhile the stupid people from the place where setting reggae music, until we all started chanting "basta de reggae! pone a Pearl Jam" . After that we waited for a while clapping and singing for them!.
After that the group came out to stage and they ROCKED US ALL, amazing Travis's voice, great Rogers guitar, loved everything that happened. Since the guy they called cause he had a kazoo, till the one they made sing from the public (he was just ahead me!!! OMFG). Blind Melon had a great playlist and it really challenged who was a real fan and who was there only for "No Rain". I was surprised that a lot of people sang much of the songs they played and the emotion and happiness you could smell from the public, we where all so happy that we where in a blind melon show, it was unthinkable for some of us.
After the show i managed to enter to the dressing room and got to talk to Roger and then to Glen. I could express to them my gratitude for being there and for their music, as well as my sadness for Shannon's death (yeap im still crying for that). We had conversations one to one, face to face, equal person, their humility is exceptional and they were so open to listen and to talk to me.
The ending was when the went out of the place to sign autographs and take some pictures, some? no...a lot!!!. They signed my T shirt and took the pictures i had left.
I have to thank them for an amazing night, and for make me feel so good. I can't believe i have been there, and i could talk to them... i felt LOVE and still feel it, and thats why i live for music...
WE'LL SEE EACH OTHER AGAIN, MEANWHILE LETS DO THE BEST TO DECORATE OUR OWN AND OTHERS DYING DAY
Buenos Aires, 29 de Julio 2011

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