When I was in school, my best friend, Peter, got us tickets to see The Wall. It was in a big arena, and even though we were poor students, we actually had floor seats. Well, actually, on the floor, but at about midcourt.
So there we were, sitting in these uncomfortable metal folding chairs, looking straight forward and up, actually, over the heads of the fifty rows ahead of us (all on the same floor level), at the stage. They come on, play the tunes, rock out, what a show.
Then intermission. Beer, and a smoke break for 40,000 of my closest friends (ack, choke...). The lights flashed for "curtain!" and as we reassembled, it became clear that the Wall, of the title was being built up as the show progressed, and now at the start of the second half, there was an enormous white brick wall practically at the front of the stage, and maybe, 50 feet high (I guess).
Now all those heads that were in the way during the first half of the show were craned back to the max to see the band on the top of the wall (imagine the front row at the drive in...).
Our seats were PERFECT. Thanks Peter.
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