I know how they're viewed. I know that a lot of people don’t even show up at the beginning of a show if there's an opening act. I know that if people ARE there for the opening act they often don't pay attention to them or visit with their friends during the opener's set.
But, I also know this: I fell in like with Josh Ritter when he was an opener. I can still remember the feeling and leaning over to Corrie to say "whoa, this guy’s good!" during his set. I now own more of HIS cds than I do of the singer whose show we had paid the money for. And, I've seen him sing live more times than I can remember at the moment.
And I love that feeling. I love to be surprised. It feels like a little special bonus.
And it happened to me again this week. I fell in like with someone new. Someone I’d never heard of.
Happy, happy day. Happy, happy girl.The biker gang’s asleep now at the midnight motel sixAnd I’m walking to the doughnut shop to get my late night fixI’m halfway across the country feeling like I need to cryJealous of your pillow, and the starlight by your sideThe guy who wipes the counter says he works the overnightMe, I’m a singer in a traveling band, always playing in the lightsHe said, "That must be such a thrill" but I don’t feel satisfiedI say I miss my girl at home and the starlight by her side
Excerpt from Starlight by Chris Trapper