I’m in Minnesota. Finally. I know. Who says that? But here I am and color me stoked. Because Crystal and I went to see Muse!
The story of getting here is long and aggravating. So I’ll sum it up with saying I was promised a lot of help and made to promise not to worry about money And then at the last moment all offers of help were rescinded leaving it highly improbable that in the remaining time I would be able to assemble the necessary finances to back this trip.
I’m rather indebted to my parents. They’d spent the last few weeks before I left home coming up with chores and tasks that would warrant them giving me money. And to cover the remained they gave me a loan and an advance on birthday money.
My aunt and uncle pulled some strings with their friends to find me the cheapest flight option. My uncle is a retired United Airlines employee and is friends with other airline employees. So I was able to get my flight paid for at just over half the price for full fare. This left me pleased as punch and excited that I would have some money to buy some concert merch or cover a group dinner for my friends Crystal & Jess. And that is when I was told that the tickets that had been purchased for me were going to be resold.
I didn’t waste any time being personally offended or shocked by that latest black hole & revelation (see what I did there?). At first I was going to try to buy the aforementioned tickets myself. But reviewing the forwarded StubHub email in my inbox made it clear that I could not afford to. So I wrote the person who had bought them and said I understood and that they could just return my $40 and we would call it even. I then immediately went to the Ticketmaster website to make sure that there were still seats available.
When first planning this trip Crystal and I were going to go to Minneapolis for the Muse concert. But there were no tickets available. So we decided to make a road-trip from her home in Duluth all the way to Milwaukee, Wisconsin for the concert the next day. So learning last minute that I would have to try and get tickets again raised my stress level. But thankfully there were seats available and I used almost my last penny to buy them. Thankfully, my father decided to gift me some spending cash right before I left. So I didn’t arrive broke.

Bradley Center Seating Chart
The original seats bought for me were in section 216, second to last row and just a couple seats in from section 217. The price they were going for on StubHub was over double face value.
The seats I bought were the next section over (217) , a few seats in and a couple rows closer.
At first these tickets looked awesome. But the map of the Muse concert seating and stage setup was inaccurate. First of all, the 400 upper levels were not even for sale. Secondly, Muse’s stage extend further out into the General Admission are than the map indicates. And worst of all, it looked like their own stage props would prevent us from seeing them perform.
If you google image or videos of the Resistance tour you would see that Muse has an en epic stage show with giant LED lit/animated pillars that separate and act as secondary stages within their choreographed show. But when Crystal and I got to our seats we discovered that the pillars that they had on stage were there giant cloth monstrosities that would effectively block our view. We noticed that the seats on the far end of the stadium with a straight on view of the stage were not remotely filled so we discussed it and decided that if the concert started and we still weren’t satisfied with our seats we would migrate to the ones further away but with a better view.
As the opening band, Passion Pit, began their set Crystal realized that she couldn’t find her keys. So we had a little adventure retracing her steps then going back to were we parked to discover them in her car. We waited for a locksmith who way overcharged here and then headed back into the Bradley Center. I bought us some merch and then the intro for Muse’s first song started playing. We ducked into an entryway a couple of sections away to peak and this is what we saw:
The pillars were only covered in cloth. The cloth was now removed and the pillars were lit up with video displays
Then the pillars started to separate and Crystal and I exchanged super excited looks.
From were we were supposed to be seated I could throw a rock at Matt Bellamy. And even with my poor aim and weak throwing skill I could still hit him. So we RAN back to our seats.
I took a lot more pictures and recorded video snippets. But this is all you get.
The concert was epic and Crystal and I had a blast despite our proximity to really annoying kids. There are more shenanigans and a lot of details I glossed over. But this entry is long enough.