In Birmingham.
Two days before my law exam.
Three days before my first deadlines.
The gig was worth every second of last-minute panic felt as I sat in the newsroom at 11:50pm on Wednesday, trying to put together a decent edited interview clip.
Despite only arriving at the Glee Club fifteen minutes before doors opened, we managed to grab a spot in the front row at the centre. I literally could've stuck my arm out and hit Ben in the crotch. (I didn't, of course.)
His new album is set to be far more country than his last, which I am a little disappointed about, but nonetheless he played a great set (dobro and all) which made up for the fact that the Travelodge we stayed in was... pretty naff.
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"could've stuck my arm out and hit Ben in the crotch"?
Little sister, if you ever... make sure we'll see the video. ;)
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