Adevina

The Child, 

Hey everybody, I’m back with a new post and it feels good to be writing again, or typing, I should say. On the 22nd of July (yesterday), me and my brother saw The Psychedelic Furs for the third time, at the Revolution Hall, the same place they went a year ago, in Portland, Oregon. They were so brilliant like always but something very precious happened to me after the concert. I’m still in shock about what happened and I can’t wait to tell you.

So here’s how the day went:

Me and my brother left at 2:30 PM and before we went to Portland we ate at a noodle restaurant and then went to a electronics store to look at stuff. After that, at around 5, we headed for Portland. When we came to Portland we passed by the Moda Center and that was where we went to see Rush two years ago. But in ten days me and my mother are going to see Green Day there. Yes, Green Day, and I got excited thinking about it. Anyway, back to Psychedelic Furs.

After finding the Revolution Hall we went to a street to park, walked over there and went inside. We had to sit in the balcony because my brother had a blister under his foot and he didn’t want to stand for a long time. I was kind of disappointed because I really wanted to be in the front row again but I didn’t want him to stand with the blister. But hey, at least we were in the front row the last two times.

The Revolution Hall was a really interesting place. I mentioned this in my post about the first Hall concert but it used to be an old high school called Washington High School. When me and my brother were standing in line there were a bunch of old lockers and I thought about how students from decades ago opened and closed those locker doors and walked through where me and my brother were standing.

While we were waiting I talked to four people who were probably in their 40s about The Furs, and I really enjoyed it. It was so much fun talking to people about my favorite band. Then finally the door opened and we sat on the left side (the balcony was curved). By me there was a really, really old looking lamp and an old drum. I thought about the past when I looked at them.

The opener was Robyn Hitchcock, and while he was singing there was a doorway on the right side of the stage and a lady was standing there watching him and then left. I realized that that lady was Amanda Kramer, the Furs’ keyboardist. And then later the guitarist Rich Good watched him too. I looked at Rich and I thought of how I really met him last year. Last month on his birthday (June 17th) I posted to Rich on Instagram the picture of me with him and wished him a happy birthday and hoped he had a good day. Later that day Rich liked my photo and said, “I’ll be working on that Sarah! Have a great day up there!” It made me so happy that he remembered me.

Back to the concert through the doorway I also saw Richard Butler, the singer, Tim Butler, the bassist and Richard’s brother, and Mars Williams, the saxophonist. After Robyn Hitchcock played and before The Furs went on stage the introduction music started and it was David Bowie’s song “Warszawa,” just like last year. It was so awesome that they chose that song again. And then they went on stage.

Like I said earlier, The Furs were just so amazing and Richard Butler was wonderful as ever. He sang so good and I just loved the way he performed. The songs I got excited hearing were “Dumb Waiters,” “So Run Down,” “No Tears,” “Highwire Days,” “Alice’s House,” “All That Money Wants,” and “House.” I heard “House” last year, but that was before I got The Furs’ sixth album, Book Of Days, which that song was included.

After it was over my brother bought me a t-shirt and we went out of the building. We were trying to find a way to cross the street but there were so many cars so we walked around the building. And then the happy ending happened. But before I talk about it I want to say something first:

The day before the concert I wrote a letter that I wanted to give to The Furs and while me and my brother were waiting for them to come I thought about throwing my letter on the stage. I threw it but the letter went floating down where the people were standing on the bottom floor. My brother asked me what was that and I said how it was a letter for The Furs. I thought about how people would probably pick it up and read it, and I really didn’t want that, cause those words were personal and private.

Okay, back to the happy ending!

So me and my brother were walking and he suddenly said, “Sarah, behind you!” I looked back and coming out of the building was Rich Good! I shouted out hi to him and he said happily, “Hey, how are you doing Sarah?!” I was shocked that he remembered me. We hugged and then Rich pulled something out of his coat pocket. “I got your letter!” he said.

He was holding my letter. I was really shocked, surprised. I said, “WHAT?”

Then Rich said, “Yeah, I found it by my key pedals and it was really lovely and it got me teared up.”

After when he said that I started freaking out, and then I was crying, sobbing out loud. Rich hugged and comforted me, telling me it was okay, and then asked me and my brother how our day went and if we enjoyed the show. He said that The Furs would likely be back in Portland next year! Then we got our pictures taken and Rich gave me another guitar pick! Me and Rich hugged a few more times, said goodbye, and Rich left to visit with a couple friends of his. I got five hugs from him! Then me and my brother went to the street where we parked and got in the car. I was still freaking out, the fact that Rich remembered me, got my letter, and how it made him tear up. I was in Heaven, and my prayers were answered. I was so, so happy.

Before me and my brother went home we went to this area where there were a bunch of food carts and benches and so we got something to eat. I only ate a little, cause I was still excited about what happened.

On the way home we listened to David Bowie’s album Low and when “Warszawa” played I broke down in tears quietly. Now this song will remind me of The Furs, and I thought about my love for this band.

This second Revolution Hall concert is right up there with the first. The Hall will always be my favorite venue, because of those special memories it had given me. I can’t believe I saw The Furs three times and I hope there will be a fourth!

So that concludes my wonderful Furs adventure. In eleven or ten days I will write about the Green Day concert! Hope you enjoyed this and stay tuned! Thank you!

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