As an American Idol fan, the two
Davids in concert is a sure hit for me. I was on team Cook during their battle (and
still is) though I was so sure Archuleta will win the title for he is young and
sweet and charming while Cook on the other side is not so young, not so sweet
and not so charming. He doesn’t care what Simon says as long as America vote
for him. Well, guess what? America did and he won!
The date of the concert is the
same date of our summer outing in Batangas. I had no worries at first ‘cause I
thought it was just a couple of hours away from Manila, two hours or three
hours at most. At 4pm, an officemate and I were ready and so excited to rock it
out with David Cook. What we didn’t expect was the traffic jam ahead of us.
As expected by our driver, the
traffic won’t be good so he decided to take a different route. We were out of
Batangas after an hour, then we pass by Tagaytay then Laguna then I don’t know
where the hell we were. At first I was still optimistic that we’ll get there on
time, ahead of time pa nga. The clock
starts ticking, 6 o’clock and I’m fine, 7 o’clock and I’m a bit worried, 8 o’clock
and I am panicking. In my mind, there was a picture of the crowd going crazy
and I am inside an f***ing van and had no idea where on earth we were.
My officemates noticed that I am
not talking at all unlike earlier when I can still make fun of my situation,
our situation. I was so pissed at somebody’s decision and I can’t do anything
about it. That is the hard part. I want to run but I don’t know where I am
supposed to head off. I was so hopeless and heartbroken. And that’s when
everything went brighter. I can now recognize the place. We’re in the metro, at
least that’s what I thought. I was right. We reached the office at 8:30, half
an hour past the concert.
Riding inside the cab, I don’t
know what more to expect. I was so pissed I can’t hide it. My friend didn’t
know what to do. She can’t decide if she would laugh at me or she would comfort
me. I can feel that. I maybe mad but I still know what’s happening around me.
We flew right after paying the
driver. We were running and sweating and we just don’t care. Nobody’s onstage
when we arrived so we have no idea what was done and what was next. Then I
heard someone who goes past by me that Archuleta was done. Does that mean that
Cook is next? Or Cook was first? Crap! If Archuleta’s set is done and Cook
performed first, then why the presence of the crowd? No, Cook’s set cannot be
done. He’s all I’m after. I don’t care about Archie.
Then after half an hour of
holding our breath while waiting, David Cook’s voice echoed over the concert
grounds and he started singing "The World I Know" which
ironically is a song I do not know and I haven’t heard of. Funny!
Here’s a complete Cook setlist:
The World I Know
Heroes
Mr. Sensitive
Declaration
Life on the Moon
Always Be My Baby
Kiss on the Neck
Straight Ahead
Make Me
Avalanche
Little Lies
Come Back to Me
Light On
Bar-ba-sol
A Daily AntheM
Heroes
Mr. Sensitive
Declaration
Life on the Moon
Always Be My Baby
Kiss on the Neck
Straight Ahead
Make Me
Avalanche
Little Lies
Come Back to Me
Light On
Bar-ba-sol
A Daily AntheM
I wish had known some of his
songs before the concert. I wish I had bought his CD. I would have enjoyed more
if I did. I would have enjoyed jumping up and down if I can sing along to the
lyrics. I would have been more proud Cook fan yelling I love you David Cook. Him
singing A Daily AntheM sharing some "oooh oooh whoaaaa oooohs"
with Archuleta is the last picture I have in my mind. The song was echoing in
my head while I was on my way home.
I want to share this concert review that I found on www.davidcookofficial.com. Here's the link David vs. David concert review Enjoy! -C
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