Your concert was absolutely incredible. Here is what I loved:
The surprise, and happiness that followed, when we discovered how close our seats were.
Love and Theft, Lady Antebellum, dancing nonstop, and the entertaining drunk guy who got so into Lady A and knew every word.
Lady A
Lady A's feet (they were so close I could touch them if I wanted!)
Lady A's guitarist (who is a man) and seeing Jonny!
Our awesome merchandise... of you of course.
Our unbelievably crazy excitement. We had to keep telling ourselves to calm down so we wouldn't hyperventilate and pass out.
The first view of you, coming out from behind the flashing lights and white sheet. And freak.ing.out. we scared the little children in front of us with all our excitement and screaming.
The fact that I couldn't remember the first two songs of the concert because I was so excited.
How you sat down and sang to us. You were so friendly. :)
Your front side, such as muscles, pretty sparkling eyes, and sweat...
...and perhaps your backside when you happened to be facing the crowd. ;)
Your sweet boots.
Your devotion to Faith Hill through the songs you sang.
Your passion in putting your whole heart into singing. I even heard you ran 3 miles before the concert, just to be all pumped up for us. Oh, and your new song, "It Felt Good on My Lips." Yeah, I loved it.
How you danced with a little girl, then bowed and kissed her hand. You probably made her life.
When you sang with a big white sheet behind you and sang with your buddies of 12 years and sang the first song you ever learned (after selling your high school ring for your first guitar).
Your sweet silhouette with that hott cowboy hat.
Your fun and friendly personality with the crowd.
The guitar pick your guitarist gave me.
We were so close that we could barely fit in a picture with you, and Paula, the nice lady who let us stand by the stage with her.
Your, "Southern Voice."
My obsession in taking pictures.
When you winked at me in, "Something Like That," because it mentions being 17 and Mom yelled, "She's 17!" and when you touched Mom's hand.
When you came over and grabbed my hand, then crouched down, looked at me, and sang, "She's My Kind of Rain," while still holding my hand. I'm pretty sure I wasn't breathing at that moment. This was my favorite part of the whole concert. Mom was super awesome and took pictures at the perfect times. :)
The way you ended the concert with, "The Cowboy in Me," and then threw your guitar across the stage. Luckily one of your stage crew people caught it. But then you just walked off stage, and I couldn't believe it was over. I was so certain you would sing, "Stars Go Blue."
And although we could have gone on for 5 more hours listening to you, we definitely give you a thumbs up. You were amazing.
I couldn't get over how you touched my hand at least 9 times (I lost count!) so I kissed my hands before I washed them. I guess I didn't love this part so much, but we waited for an hour before we even turned on the car to leave. Traffic was insane. And you had probably been sleeping for quite some time by the time we left.
Thank you for an incredible night that Mom and I will never forget. We definitely, "Lived like we were Dying." You're awesome Tim!!
Love always,
A very happy Jessica
P.S. Thank you for answering every bit of Mom's
letter.
P.P.S. For all you other fans out there, you can have a mini concert yourself
here. It's the set list of the songs he sang, in the same order we saw, as well as a little video clip. *Warning: he looks really attractive in, "Felt Good on My Lips," with his jeans, black shirt, and cowboy hat on.