Adventures at a Jamily Gathering :: Personal Narrative Writing

Adventures at a jamily GatheringThis is a unforesightful ridiculous, my brother sneers, shivering. Its three oclock in the afternoon, 30 degrees and dropping were roughly 40 mint from the entrance gate, and the contrive doesnt start until 730 pm. At this point, Id have to agree with him. This concert is the lowest to be held this year at the Alpine Valley Amphitheater, and rightfully soby the time drop Jam takes the stage, the temperatures dropped to 15 degrees, and the band walk out doused to a great extent with stocking caps and scarves, and Eddie Vedder, the bands frontman, welcomes the audience to The Ice Bowl. The crowd erupts in a roar that is part Damn straight and part, Yeah, and your asses have been sitting versed in the tour bus all afternoon Wait, maybe that last part was just meThis is my third time seeing bone Jam in concert since I discovered the band in 1994, and though I am still dedicated enough to endure the dusty in order to ensure a decent spot on t he general admission hill, my enthusiasm for the band and its music has waned a present moment since my first show. As I wander up and down the course of study of fans waiting somewhat patiently to be admitted into the amphitheater, I see myself circa 1995 in several of the people I meet their fierce protectiveness of the band, suspicion of half-assed fans, and the warring nature of their devotion arent foreign to me. The Jamily is strictly members only, and the fans that comprise Pearl Jam family will let you know quickly if youre in or out.Thanks to my obsessive-pursuit-of-Pearl-Jam-related-information phase, I was able to get most of the hardcore fans to trust my credentials enough to talk to me about their fandombut it wasnt always easy. Some of the fans interrogation of me was much more thorough than mine of them. I was assaulted with a variety of questions covering everything from the distance Id traveled to see a Pearl Jam concert, how many shows Id been to, the durati on of my fanhood, and obscure facts I was able to recognize about the band. Usually, I passed these credibility tests with flying colors I think I may have even made a few people nervous. This resulted in the initiation of phase two in which the fan asserts the transcendency of his/her fandom over that of any other living being.