The screaming was deafening and yet, there I was screaming along with them. Dizzy was screaming so loudly, I thought she would lose her voice. The B Flats set was quick, they probably didn’t want to anger a crowd who would mob them for making them wait longer to see the Dalton Brothers.

Then the curtain dropped. I didn’t think it was possible, but the screaming was even LOUDER . Trey, Nick, and Paul weren’t on the stage yet, but their band was. I smiled at the guitarist named Dexter. He smiled back. I pulled out my camera, Trey insisted I take pictures.

Then there they were. They came out of the stage, rising from the floor. I thought my eardrums would burst, but I loved it. I watched their faces as they took in the crowd. They had a rule to never look at the crowd until they got out on stage. Trey smiled.

They launched into their hit single, “Sydney.” I sang along, remembering when Nick called me and told my about this song when it was still in its “rough” stage. He had sang it to me over the phone.