Dreams Come True

On November 17th, 2019, I was blessed enough to witness The Queen. Not the Queen of England, but the Queen herself, Lizzy Grant, or better known as Lana Del Rey.

It was actually quite the process. I have been obsessed with her since the 10th grade and have followed and listened to her discography since. However, throughout the years of being a young high schooler and broke college student, going to a concert of hers was out of the question. HOWEVER, now as a working girl, I could go!

The hype of the release of her album, the best one yet in my opinion, Norman Fucking Rockwell, I was waiting and waiting for the release playing LFL on repeat until the day the album released. Shockingly enough, when Lana announced her tour dates, she was only going to the west coast, which broke my sad girl heart.

However, near the end of the first leg of her tour, she announced a second leg--one where she would sing to the Midwest where I read "OKC" in small print and OF COURSE I HAD TO GO. Tickets didn't go on sale until October 11th at 10am in which I would be at work. At that moment, I booked a hotel not knowing whether or not I would get a ticket.

As soon as I got to work that day, early at 7:45am, I went and waited on the website and watched until the clock ticked to 9:59am, I kid you not, I literally watched the clock. Luckily, I wasn't with any students so I wasn't disturbed. As soon as it was 10, I purchased the tickets and it took a total of 3 minutes to get them. I bought two since I was paying for my sisters tickets and myself separate. I went off to reload the site to buy my ticket, AND I WAS IN LINE BEHIND 2000 PEOPLE. It was only 10:04am and then the tickets were sold out. Sad day because we were one ticket short and my younger sister couldn't go anymore.

Tickets were general admission ($49, I think) and VIP ($175, I think) and people were reselling them for twice as much! It was insane that I even got tickets.

Fast forward to the day of, I ventured off to Oklahoma City and people were already camped out. Now, I wanted to stand in line at 3pm, but my sister didn't want to go until AN HOUR before the show. I don't think so. We went about two hours before the show and we were still about a block down from the venue, so it wasn't too bad. Doors didn't open for anyone until 7:30pm and we got in about 7:45ish and waited for the opener which was Robert Ellis aka The Texan Piano Man, who had a wonderful voice and skill on both guitar and piano, yet terrible a terrible craft at song writing.

Lana didn't go on until nearly 9:15 where I nearly lost my shit. I feel like I've only been to shows where it is such a big arena and I end up watching the screen the entire night instead of the actual person, so seeing her didn't even feel real.

She opened with Norman Fucking Rockwell. And she sounded even better live, contrary to popular belief.

I am trying to upload all of my videos on youtube. 

I am a little bit sad that she only played a couple of songs from NFR. She did a lot of her oldies, a ton from the UV era and BTD, which I love, but NFR is by far my favorite out of all of them (it's hard to put the albums on a scale). Ugh, but it was the most perfect night, ever.