The queue to register. The queue to get in. The queue to get food. The queue to get drinks. The over-priced drinks. The crowd. The loud music. The Malaysian band. The way through the mob. The tall people. The large LED screens. The random music videos on screen. The stage. The very handsome Korean band. The smoky-effect. The screams. The breathtakingly beautiful neon trees. The strobe lights. The way to the front. The band from Utah. The sexy flamboyant lead singer. The amazing female drummer. The dance. The stolen kisses. The sing-alongs. The break. The need for refreshments. The giant balloons. The main act. The immortal lead singer. His eyes. His voice. His charismatic nature. The moshing. The rocking. The cheers. The confetti. The end. The outcries for more. The encore. The finale. The kings and the queens. The jump over to the mosh pit. The feeling. The joy. The need to remain this alive.
My thoughts are scattered around like a far off dream. I can still feel the adrenaline rush, the pulsing in my ears and hear my heart pounding against my chest.
No words can express how 'infinite' we were last night.
We were immortal.
MTV WORLD STAGE 2011.
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