Taylor Pt 1

A couple of years ago, Emily discovered the music of Taylor Swift. It’s been her first musical love and has resulted in endless hours of time on country roads listening to and singing along with Love Story and other Taylor Swift songs, usually amidst groans, complaints of headaches, tears and even threatened mutiny from her four brothers

I’m not very good at keeping up with who’s touring the country in a music sense, particularly if Triple J isn’t promoting them, but somewhere along the line late last year it was mentioned that Taylor Swift would be touring and even coming to Adelaide. Where ever it was mentioned, Emily heard about it and of course from there, fate was really sealed.

So at Christmas, the very last present that the little pink thing opened was concert tickets to Taylor Swift and her face lit up like it was … well, like it was Christmas. Then she had to give the tickets straight to me for safekeeping and wait.

Last night the waiting was finally over and one incredibly excited little pink thing went to her first concert with Mum and Dad along for the fun. I have to say that the look on her face at the moment that Taylor appeared on stage was well worth the price of being there to see. Emily was rapt and belting out the tunes along with the rather large number of screaming adolescent girls that made up the majority of the audience.

It was to be a late night for the pink thing and clearly the excitement had done something to take its toll because near the end of the set, whilst Taylor sang a couple of her quieter tunes, Emily decided to put her head in Caroline’s lap, curl her feet up and all but fall asleep. She didn’t nod of though fortunately and certainly when Taylor launched into Love Story for the closing song of the night, she perked right up again, that delirious smile once again pasted across her face from ear to ear.