Last Wednesday, I had the pleasure of attending Julia Michaels Inner Monologue tour. It was everything I imagined it would be and more. It was full of magic, love, acceptance and vulnerability wrapped in a warm hug of camaraderie and balloons.
On May 29th I had the pleasure of seeing Ed Sheeran live for the second time at Forest Hills Stadium in Queens, NY. The first time I ever saw him was on the Red Tour in 2013 as an opener for Taylor Swift. She's the reason I looked into his music in the first place. I had heard his infamous single The A Team played on the radio incessantly. I had nothing against the song or him but the hype around all of it didn't make him anymore interesting either. When Swift announced he was going to be her opener for tour I decided it was time I became familiar with his music. I would be seeing him perform after all, I might as well know some songs. I began delving into his album + and slowly started to understand. Sheeran, like Swift, is a songwriter. He writes from life experience and is no stranger to the subject of love. It didn't take long before I found myself replaying songs like Drunk and Kiss Me, two of my favorites off his first album.
On Tuesday night I had the pleasure of attending Demi Lovato's Neon Lights Tour at Nassau Colesium. I've been a fan of hers myself since Camp Rock premiered and it was a thrill to finally get the chance to experience her perform live.
I remember it was my sophomore year of high school, the week of my birthday, when she released her first album. My friend had mentioned it at one point and I hinted that my birthday was coming up with hopes she'd get the hint. She did. The entire week after, I listened to that album on the bus ride on the way to school every single day. Now every time I listen to it I hear the tune of the next song in my head before it starts playing.