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Last Minute Enter Shikari Gig

On Friday 24th November, I finally got to see Enter Shikari. I've really gotten into them and they're now one of my favourite bands. Their music is so powerful and it completely hooks you.

I've never seen them live before, which I was feeling so annoyed about. Even my mum and my little sister had seen them! But I did meet them back in September at a signing and they were some of the nicest people I have ever met.



I was full of excitement when my boyfriend messaged me asking: "do you fancy an Enter Shikari gig?" His friend couldn't go so he had a spare ticket. Unfortunate for him, but obviously it worked out well for me. 

Unfortunately, I got ill and lost my voice... but that wasn't going to stop me! So, before I knew it, I was on my way to Birmingham, snuggled up under a blanket in my boyfriend's car. 

The gig was INSANE. It was definitely one of the best gigs of the year. The energy was unbelievable! If I wasn't feeling rough, I would have been jumping and dancing around with everyone else. It was hard not to, it was enticing. Also shout out to Rou Reynold's amazing dancing.

They slowed it down as they performed Airfield and Adieu, with Rou playing the piano at the back of the arena. It was very heartwarming and bought tears to my eyes... something that seems to happen a lot to me at gigs. But, Airfield and Adieu are very beautiful songs.

I was also very happy that Lower Than Atlantis were supporting them. They're a great band and were fantastic live. Astroid Boys were also great, it was the first time I had heard them and I've now added some of their songs onto my Spotify playlist.

Overall, the gig was fantastic and I got to spend a lovely weekend with my boyfriend. We did a bit of Christmas shopping and had a great Saturday night in with domino's pizza and films. On Sunday we got Starbucks and walked around and looked at the Christmas lights (if you visit Bristol over the Christmas period, I would definitely suggest you look at the lights up Park Street and College Green, as well as the Christmas market of course.)

I was very sad when he left but it's not long until I see him again for our last gig of the year, and I'll be home for Christmas real soon. 

We've almost been together a year now and it's been the best year of my existence. I've honestly never been happier. Thank you for everything.


And now, it's back to feeling sorry for myself and crying over all the uni work I have to do...


Until the next time,

Char.
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