Midway Yeg

The stage is empty except for a couple of people tuning guitars and checking microphones, the venue is abuzz with a mix of the background music playing through the speakers and the sound of people lining up on the gate that separates the stage from the pit. All of a sudden the stagehands clear the stage, the music stops in the background and the lights dim. This is what I live for… those few moments of dead silence. Pure energy pulsing through me as I get my cameras ready to fire. All of a sudden the lights flash, the amplifiers squeal with the sound of guitars and the crowd roars behind me as the band comes on stage.