Bon Jovi In Nashville
April 28, 2008
Our seats were located stage right, near the rear of the arena, on the second row of the risers. Relative to most of the seats in the arena, they were fabulous, however for an avid fan like myself, nothing short of front row is close enough to Bon Jovi.
The show kicked off with Daughtry, and they were amazing. I had alot of patience for them, which is unusual for me in regards to a Bon Jovi opening act. I espically loved their ability to throw in pieces of other songs into their songs, such as starting their song “Home” with the intro to Motley Crue’s, “Home Sweet Home”. They also inserted part of Johnny Cash’s, “I Walk The Line”, into one of their songs.
During the intermission between bands, I was plesantly surprised to see a familiar face in the crowd. Matt, little bro of Jon, was walking around on the floor level near our seats. (I am not a stalker, I recognized him from the biography-type shows he is often interviewed on.) He stopped to talk to someone, standing right in front of us for a few minutes. Sadly, that was as close as I would get to a real-live Bongiovi that night.
The guys finally appeared and rocked the following setlist:
BORN TO BE MY BABY
YOU GIVE LOVE A BAD NAME
RAISE YOUR HANDS
I’LL SLEEP WHEN I’M DEAD w/ Gimme Some Lovin’ & Start Me Up
IN THESE ARMS
BLOOD MONEY (AWESOME RARITY)
BLAZE OF GLORY
WHOLE LOT OF LEAVIN’ GOIN’ ON
SOMEDAY I’LL BE SATURDAY NIGHT
WE GOT IT GOIN’ ON w/ Big & Rich
IT’S MY LIFE
BAD MEDICINE w/ Shout
I’LL BE THERE FOR YOU – RICHIE VOX
(YOU WANT TO) MAKE A MEMORY
TILL WE AIN’T STRANGERS ANYMORE w/ LeAnn Rimes
WHO SAYS YOU CAN’T GO HOME
HAVE A NICE DAY
KEEP THE FAITH
LIVIN’ ON A PRAYER
I LOVE THIS TOWN
WANTED DEAD OR ALIVE
After my last Big & Rich encounter, I’m not really a fan, however I did get a laugh when Jon told Big Kenny that he had that same jacket………..in 1987. I didn’t manage to score any good pics, but you can see it here.
I was also plesantly surprised to get to see and hear Leann Rimes, but I do wish she would wear more clothes.
The setup was very neat. There were 4 screens, flashing images of the guys, and they would sometimes come together to form one big screen. It was very cool, although I missed the usual huge Jumbotron for getting pics. With the 4 smaller screens switching images so sporadically, it was hard to get good pics of what you wanted before something else appeared. Judging from my pics, one would think that I am a huge fan of Richie’s crotch. Here are a few of the better images I managed to score.
1 Johnny is good, but 4 is not bad either:
One thing I despise about Bon Jovi shows is that, over the past few tours, Jon has taken a break and allowed Richie to sing vocals on their hit, “I’ll Be There For You”, which is one of my absolute favorite Bon Jovi songs. I think that song should be performed the way it was originally recorded, the way it was made a hit, the way God intended it to be performed, with Jon singing it. Please don’t accuse me of being a Richie hater, I have all his solo stuff and love it. I would love to hear it incorporated into the band’s live show. I’m not opposed to Richie’s singing, I would just prefer him to stick to his own songs.
Following the solo, Jon reappeared, in the midst of the crowd about one section over from where we were. He had changed from that boring black vest, and was smokin’ hot in a red shirt. Had I been with another adult, rather than a child, I would’ve been able to get closer, however I did manage to get some good pics when Jon was near us, including this one:
Notice all the happy female faces in the foreground.
And just when I thought he couldn’t possibly get any hotter, he changed into a blue one for the encore. I don’t know which one I like better.
But all good things must come to an end, and after a way too short 2 song encore, the guys said goodbye to Nashville, leaving the packed house wanting more.
My little cousin loved the show, but only the Daughtry part. He sat in his seat appearing bored out of his mind during Bon Jovi. Maybe I didn’t get a convert, but you can’t blame me for trying.