I was up a bit later than usual last night working on writing a story about Trey Songz. After the ringing in my ears stopped (Kelly and I caught the show speaker-side to mingle with fans and take up-close snapshots of performers), I sat down to recount the evening’s activities. And there were a lot of them, for some starting as early as 4 p.m.
The line snaked all the way from the Verizon Event Pavilion to Sprint Food Alley as of 5:30 p.m. By 8 p.m. fans-mostly young female adults-flocked to the barricades separating them 10 feet from the stage. From that view, those who arrived early were able to catch the sizzling choreography and singing of opening performers Mo Cheez and Tasha Danae.
I could literally feel the beat in my heart, which at that moment was given over to Songz and his soulful voice, lyrics and charm.
The decibels doubled when he took off his white tank top. As Riyauna Watkins so aptly put it, “that made it worth the extra hour wait.” I’d have to agree with her.
Read more about the concert in my story in today’s paper (“Fans swoon as Songz croons”).
Post and photos by Amanda Junk of The News-Sentinel.
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