Today Flying Without Wings was sung the last ever time by Westlife. Well, technically they sang it on 23 June 2012 at Croke Park, Dublin, Ireland, but I only ever got to hear it today. Still confused? Let me start at the beginning. For those of you already second guessing me and jumping to conclusions, the beginning isn't my first post where I clearly declared my love for Westlife. The beginning is a school bus ride back home in what feels like a different lifetime altogether. One of my friends was describing this new song that was out on MTV. I used to be a Boyzone fan back then, but she just said to me that there's this new band out there with their first song. She couldn't even remember what they were called or even the name of the song, just rememebered that the video was a very simple one - 5 guys in black clothes, on a stage with a green backdrop and red seats - that's all I needed to look out for, and of course, a mind blowing array of voices.
Believe it or not, I found that song on MTV that very day. Once again, stop second guessing, this song was Swear It Again, not Flying Without Wings...that came a few months later. What also came over the course of the years were a succession of amazing albums and tour DVD's. Unfortunately, by the time I was able to finally consider hauling my ass over to a concert, Westlife announced that they're calling it a day. I don't know if I felt more angry or more betrayed that day. This was what I had grown up to (although there's always the argument that I never really grew up), this was what meant the world to me, this was what made my heart beat/stop/race at different times. And how could 4 guys with such perfect lives say that they've had enough?!
Honestly, I could see why they wanted to stop, and I was happy for them and the level of success they'd achieved, talking like a proper cliched fan. But as the same cliched fan, it just felt like life as I had known it just ended. Now I know how the Beatles fans would have felt so many years ago. So long story short, I never ended up going to Westlife's farewell concert. Part of it also because the London tour dates happened to be at the exact same time as my holiday with my family elsewhere in Europe.
As always, I bought the tour DVD, and watched it tonight. Their last ever concert. And they signed off their careers with Flying Without Wings in a fitting manner...the last time that Westlife will ever sing that song. And even though the last concert happened nearly 5 months ago, and I had said my goodbyes then, I just ended up saying them all over again today...and I tell you, its very hard. I mean c'mon, once was bad enough, but twice...phew! So today Flying Without Wings was sung the last ever time by Westlife. While their music will live on in my heart, as also in the name of my blog, I just feel like a huge void has been opened in my heart. Someday, the rest of me will get used to being all grown up and not having Westlife anymore, but today I just died a little.
OMG I was the 'friend' on the school bus?
ReplyDelete