Now that summer has officially arrived and the warm weather has decided to shine through, there is only one place where dreams can finally become a reality. Somewhere on a beach, sipping something strong while standing front row in the pit, watching your all time favorite artist perform your all time favorite songs. But even this sense of perfection can lead to the worst possible illness of all time. It's worse than any break up you've ever experienced and it is known as the "post concert blues."
We spend so much time preparing for what will be one of the greatest nights of our life, which will consist of fan-girling over the hottest country star, yet it immediately leads to weeks and weeks of sadness. All we want to do is go back and stay in that time forever, so that we can drool over their tight jeans, v-neck shirt and cowboy boots in peace. However, the worst part about this entire illness is that there is no cure. All of the food and alcohol in the world couldn't help solve this. The closest "cure" that we have is to create a new Spotify playlist, close our eyes and pretend that we're still actually there, swaying back and forth to the beat of the music.
There is just something about being so close to someone who has made such an impact in your life by singing a simple song, that becomes irreplaceable. Nothing can compare to when you see the sweat roll down their chest as the formation of a smile appears on their face and the fact that you can almost touch them inspires you to belt out the lyrics as loud as you can. It seems crazy how when you're standing there, time can freeze as you realize that this IS real life and that artists are indeed real people. In that exact moment, you can't decide if you need to capture it on Snapchat for all of your friends to see, record a video to re-watch later or just simply enjoy it with your own present body.
As the night wraps up and the concert comes to an end, all that seems to come to mind is how badly you want to jump in the tour bus and explore the rest of the country with the band. Your temptation strongly takes over until you remember how you have to work the next afternoon and can't afford to miss a days worth of pay. Times are hard when you live an upscale kind of lifestyle.
The diagnosis of the post concert blues can be hard to deal with, but the illness really makes you appreciate the idea and realness of a concert. So next time you attend the concert of your dreams, try and spend a little more time planning for your personal diagnosis of the post concert blues and a little less time attempting to memorize each song that is going to be played.
