The Things We Do For Our Kids

This evening I am accompanying Rebecca to a show at the Ulster Hall venue in Belfast. And by ‘accompanying’ I mean being dragged along kicking and screaming. Who are we going to see? One Direction reforming? No, it’s Northern Irish YouTube ‘sensation’, TheNewAdamB99, on the Belfast leg of his sold out tour. YouTubers go on tour? What on earth do they do? Sing? Dance? Well I guess I’m about to find out.

Rebecca spends a lot of her spare time watching his shenanigans so I’ve endeavoured to prepare myself for the forthcoming ordeal by conducting some online research. The gist of it is Adam Beales, for that is his real name, playing endless pranks on his long suffering parents and younger brother, Callum. It is childish, silly and regularly watched by over one million subscribers.

Adam Beales probably earns more in a month than I do in a year. He has his own clothing range, meaning not only are we forking out for two concert tickets but also the NewAdamB99 hoodie which Rebecca will be proudly wearing tonight. So who am I to turn my nose up at the young man. He’s fleecing your truly left, right and indeed, centre. Oh, and there will no doubt be a Burger King meal thrown in for good measure.

Fionnuala does not escape the fun and games. Next weekend she’s off with Hannah to Dublin for the Shaun Mendes concert. Hannah is on the verge of exploding with excitement for this one. Such levels of excitement haven’t been witnessed since the young Stephen Black saw Belinda Carlisle live in Belfast back in the day. Ahhh, Belinda. Heaven was indeed a place on Earth that evening.

I’ve no idea how I’ll get through the working day, such is the anticipation for tonight. What hi jinks await? I have images of me standing on one leg in front of 2000 hysterical teenagers as a hyperactive YouTube sensation tips several buckets of cold custard over my head. I’ll provide a further update later, if I live to tell the tale. Adam Beales I’m coming to get you. Or, at least, my wallet is.

Will you pray for me tonight? Or think kind thoughts?

What’s the worst concert you’ve ever attended?

Published by Fractured Faith Blog

We are Stephen and Fionnuala and this is our story. We live in Northern Ireland, have been married for 15 years and have three kids - Adam, Hannah and Rebecca. We hope that our story will inspire and encourage others. We have walked a rocky road yet here we are today, together and stronger than ever. We are far from perfect and our faith has been battered and bruised. But an untested faith is a pointless faith. Just as a fractured faith is better than none at all. We hope you enjoy the blog.

36 thoughts on “The Things We Do For Our Kids

  1. You’re a good man, Stephen Black. Building memories with your kids is something you will never regret…well maybe a little now, but not in the future as you look back. Have fun and don’t be the Grumpy Gus throwing water on the youngsters’ antics. Oh yes, enjoy the custard!

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  2. When we were first married, my husband took me to a concert featuring one of my favorite singer-songwriters. (You would recognize his name.) I was so excited! But the show turned out to be dreadful. He had obviously been drinking, couldn’t remember the lyrics to some of his own songs, would stop and say “You don’t want to hear that one anyway,” and sing something else. Most telling, he made side comments about his recently-ex wife, sang some lyrics about her that I guess were supposed to be funny, and basically left the whole audience feeling awkward, depressed, and ripped off. He got scathing reviews the next day.
    (I am 66 years old, and I have been drunk ONCE in my life. That was the night.)

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      1. It wasn’t Neil Young, but I’m sure there are many performers who have done similar things. We all have our “off” days – or years. The difference between famous performers and the rest of us is that they have their bad days in front of thousands of people โ€ฆ makes me glad I’m not famous. ๐Ÿ˜‰

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  3. In 1980 something I attended a David Bowie concert in Detroit. The concert was great except for the part where I got knocked down and walked on by several people. My brother-in-law finally noticed me missing and found me on the floor. It was a “Panic in Detroit” for me, even though Mr. Bowie didn’t have that song on his play list that night.

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  4. I will pray for you! ๐Ÿ™‚ It is amazing how famous people can get on YouTube. I can’t remember seeing a bad concert. I once went to an Irish concert at Red Rocks here in Colorado that featured Sinead O’Connor, The Chieftans, and a new band at that time called Great Big Sea. It was one of the best concerts and most fun I’ve had at a concert ever. People in the crowd had their arms on each others shoulders like a European soccer (um, football) game (match). It’s good to be Irish! I also saw George Thorogood at Red Rocks when I was a kid. He’s the guy that sang “Bad to the bone.” The place was filled with long haired biker guys and it was quite a show. Have fun tonight! God bless!

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  5. Thankfully, I wouldn’t say I’ve ever attended a bad concert…but I saw Skillet in concert once and some fans decided to hit me over the head with a plastic water bottle. Loved Skillet…did NOT like the headache I had for several hours later.

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  6. FFB, I changed my phone number… whoops. So, now Iโ€™m having trouble getting back into my blog due to Authenticator thingy. Anyway, to hopefully fix the problem, i made another WP blog and invited myself to be an Administrator on my site, so to speak. Naturally, I accepted the invitation. Lol. Anyway, Iโ€™m using my same name and everything, but Iโ€™m so confused. More so than usual! Hugs! Iโ€™m still here. โ™ฅ๏ธ

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