A live show is always exhilarating; the build up to it and then the eventuality of actually going to the gig. The feeling when you've actually managed to get through the stress of ordering the ticket, and it's landed on your doormat a few weeks (or months) later.



I wasn't allowed to go to concerts until I was sixteen years of age for various reasons, mostly because my parents were unprepared to take me and therefore I had to be able to take care of myself. Happily for me, my sixteenth birthday was just before the first UK leg of the 21st Century Breakdown tour. I remember waiting for the album and getting all swept up in the hype of it, I also remember the exact date that tour tickets went on sale; May 5th 2009. I called up my two best friends and demanded to know whether they wanted to go to a Green Day show. Both of their reactions were lukewarm to say the least, but with some begging and cajoling I managed to get them to agree to go. We ordered the tickets and the waiting began.


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