Without warning, the lights went out. It was the moment I was waiting for. My adrenaline exploded. The time had finally come for me to see and hear my first live concert. I had never really been to a big concert with a well-known band. A few weeks before the concert I received some information about it, but I didn't really pay attention to it. I talked to some friends about the band and we all decided to go get tickets for it. Little did I know what an absolutely spectacular time I would have. Nathan, Alex, my sister, her friends and I all arrived at the Avalon Theater in Smallville. We arrived about half an hour early and the place was just starting to fill up. As I got closer and closer to the theater, I felt particularly excited. “I’m about to hear a band that I’ve loved listening to since I was sixth or seventh grade.” I thought to myself: As I entered the theater, handed my ticket to the saleswoman, I saw the workers rushing around trying to make sure everything was perfect for the upcoming concert. Chrome-edged boxes were stacked in a few corners, with the occasional person grabbing something instrumental. In the adjacent corner of the building were Jars of Clay memorabilia. There were posters, CDs, clothing, key chains and many other visually appealing items on the tables. As the crowd gathered, they moved toward the doors that led to the theater itself. I could see that some sort of fog machine was at work. A pale mist was coming out of the cracks in the door. The quiet sound of music could be heard just above the chatter of the crowd. Behind those doors, there was an exciting adventure about to unfold... middle of paper... inside me. For my first time attending a concert, it was worth it. Finally, they said goodbye, sang one last song and then left the stage. Well, at least we thought so. As soon as they left the stage, everyone started chanting, “We want more!” repeatedly for about five minutes. They eventually returned to the stage and performed one last song. I thought it was really cool of them to do another song like that for us. When the last song was over and Jars of Clay was leaving the stage, the lights suddenly came on. Everyone started leaving the theater. I always wanted to hear more of their music, but just as they were coming out, they left the same way. My adrenaline was still pumping even as we arrived at our vehicles. “It was a really cool experience for me.” I told myself. "I really hope I can do it again."