You might have noticed that I have been quite silent the last two days.
I have gone for an overnight trip to Québec City, mainly for an event I have mentionned in previous posts. Chéri, J and I had super good passes for Imagine Dragons’ show at Québec’s Summer Festival.
Québec City is a long three hours trip from Montréal. We rode early, Saturday morning, to enjoy the day in the capital.
I’ll probably prepare a post about our day in Québec City, with the many pictures I took. But for now, let’s fast-forward to the evening, at the festival.
Around 7h30 PM, we were on site, and the sky was cloudless. There were two shows before the main presentation. The Kongos (A South African band, now based in Phoenix, Arizona.) and Bishop Briggs (A Brittish singer.) Both were good, but I knew there were warnings of violent thunder storms for the late evening, and I couldn’t wait for their turn to end.
The Abraham Plains are probably the largest outdoor site for live shows, at least in Québec. With a capacity of a little over 100 000 people, a real sea of people had gathered to see the Dragons.
I was absolutely febrile.
When all the lights went out, fifteen minutes before schedule, I felt we were in trouble. If you’ve ever been to a live show before, you know that they usually start late, rather than before set time.
At the moment that Dan Reynolds appeared on stage, my brain abandonned me! The crowd was pumped, the music was great, and although rain started falling seconds after the first chords, I was dancing and singing along, as if I was alone. ”Believer” finished in an unexpected downpour. We were soaked from head to toe. But Dan assured us we’d have the greatest show, and the crowd cheered altogether.
”It’s time” was next, but from the corner of my eye, I could see some lightnings striking above the city. That was bad. After just two songs, Dan Reynolds announced that people from the festival had asked them to stop playing. They at least had to wait for ten minutes, to see if the storm was moving towards us.
The singer announced that he would spend these ten minutes with us, and I thought he would sit on the stage, and give us a little speach, but he ran down and into the crowd, high-fiving everyone on his way. Being very close to the stage, I had the chance to see him run just a couple of feet away.
After this improvised little encounter with the fans, under the pouring rain, he disappeard backstage.
Shortly after, a message appeared on the two extra large screens, and we heard a loud warning that the site needed to be evacuated. Strong winds had started blowing (we learnt, once back at our rented apartment, that they were of over ninety km per hour) and the storm was roaming.
We exited blindly, following the flow of people.
It took us over an hour to walk back ”home”. With only a two songs long show to remember.
I was (am) so disappointed. The guys were great, even better than I had expected. This was (is) frustrating.
They promised to come back, though.
And I will be there.
So… That’s why I have been silent. But I’ll be catching up tonight and tomorrow morning!