Our “huntress” Penina found this. I have watched it many times in the past few days. Oh, you will too.
Way to go Penina!
Way to grow Boys!
Hello all…. I’m going to cheat a little bit here (but I still have to pack, as I’m leaving for an exciting weekend with hot and sandy beaches – already getting chilly here in MI!) and repost this one I wrote last year, just about a year ago now. It seemed to be a well-loved post, so I hope you enjoy it again. I know there are some newbies out there that have not seen this!
Just an update… I still have this addiction and my pusher skills are still going strong, just recently I converted another admin at work. It started out she was having a stressful day, trying to schedule some meetings. I viciously sent her Gianluca’s version of Bridge Over Troubled Water from the first LA appearance. I waited and waited, knowing she was busy. I wondered… did she like it? did she think I was crazy? I started out with something in English and well-known. I figured she’d at least like the song. Ok, sent an email back “thanks, she said, that was wonderful!” Oh whew! So glad. She’s a director’s admin! lol! 🙂 Another week or two pass….another stressful day. But finally, it was almost over. I told her she need an Il Volo break. I sent her the “new” Ave Maria and told her that even if she did not know the song or words, the melody was hauntingly beautiful. I waited some more…. YES! She loved that one as well… Ok, time to really reel her in! I pretty much had her hook, line, and sinker! I think I sent her Nessun Dorma as well and then told her a “little bit” more about me and the guys. Then I sent her this article! Days passed… I knew she was busy. Finally! The email was returned. She loved this article! And she says… yeah, they aren’t too bad to look at, either! lol! Yes, folks… there are more fans to conquer. You never know when some poor, unsuspecting person will just fall into your evil web of deception with those 3 innocent-looking faces! I challenge all of you to make a new fan this week!
Hi, my name is Jana, and I’m an Ivolover. My obsession started about 3 years ago or so, and like many obsessions, it started out slow. But along the way, I had to find a friend or two to help feed my obsession and help it grow. It started with just watching them on PBS, with a concert or two. Then, I went to the concert. After that one concert, it became apparent that this obsession turned into an addiction! I just had to have them – their faces, their music, their voices, the sound, it filled my soul like no other euphoric thing I’d ever experienced! I became a fanatic, ordering every CD I could find and scouring You Tube each night for a video or interview, so I could experience this amazing phenomenon. I got my fill most nights, but I just had to have more. I started listening to them all day at work, playing the same CD over and over. The bad thing was, I became a pusher! Yes, every time someone came to my desk and asked what I was listening to, I couldn’t wait to start pushing my addiction on to them. And it was so easy, too. Just showed them the CD cover and told them how awesome they were. Then I brought in the DVDs for them to watch. I was so bad…. Pushing my addiction on others like that. When we thought we couldn’t possibly get more of them, it becomes our ring tones on our cell phones, and their pictures are our wallpapers on our phones and computers, and to really annoy those that aren’t our fellow Ilvolovers, we have their songs on our ringback tones on our phones! There we were, exposing innocent persons to just a snippet of their voices, every time they called us! I just had to stop, but I couldn’t. Then, I found what I thought was a support group. We met and shared our stories about our addiction, and they were all so similar. Kindred spirits! I’d also found this blog site, where I found more addicted and obsessed persons! This obsession was rampant, and I quickly found it was spreading like wildfire all around the world. The scary thing was that no one tried to stop it! We just kept adding more people to our group. Like all addictions, it was getting a bit expensive, too! We just had to have their latest CD or DVD and we had to have it now. We could not wait and thought nothing of paying expedited shipping costs, just so we could have it first! We went to concerts and fought to get front row seats. We did not care what they cost, it was “the guys!” Then there were the meet & greets. Were we afraid of overdosing? No, never! We knew our friends were there to help us. The cost of the meet & greets and concerts? Hundreds…to some, maybe even thousands! It didn’t matter. We were there. Even when we’d thought we’d had enough, we just kept needing more to feed this habit of ours. We kept pushing others, so they would share in our glorious addiction; this untold high we got when we heard our favorite guy sing “that” note! It was pure ecstasy for those precious seconds! The cost of those meet & greets become a distant past when you see their faces up close and personal. Oh, and it doesn’t stop there….all of a sudden, we find out there is a concert in Italy! The next thing we know we are buying a ticket to Florence or Verona and then we are afraid. Afraid to tell our loved ones we are going to see the guys, yet again – that part is not so bad, but we are afraid to tell them it’s in Italy (because we are sure they will be calling the men in the little white coats!)! What a joy it will be to hear them in their own country. We’ve yet to experience the joy and beauty of our own country, but don’t think twice about jetting off to Italy! They don’t know it, but for those 30 seconds or less when you are looking into those innocent and talented eyes, they are yours! They belong to you. When you hold their hands, the power of your touch, matches theirs and it’s electric. The fire courses through your veins, their eyes penetrate yours and you are lost in those few seconds; you get dizzy, and lightheaded. You cannot speak; your legs feel like fettuccine, and your feet like cement blocks. You are rudely brought back to reality when they say to turn around and smile, and snap! You turn around one last time. You look at them and the moment is gone.
Many say, after one, or even two meet & greets, and the money it cost; that’s it, no more, won’t do it again. Won’t spend all that money on a ticket, or to get first, their latest CD…they are done. They are calling it quits. They try to be strong, but peer pressure is overwhelming. The date of their next concert is drawing near. Ok, you decide, you will go – just to keep your friends company. Well, maybe you’ll try to get good seats, but definitely no meet & greet. The time is getting closer and closer…you start to feel it again, as hard as you try to push it way, it overtakes your very being again. All of a sudden, you realize, your addiction is back. It’s this craving, this thing, it’s just so overpowering; you can’t stop it. You buy the ticket, you check your bank account, it’s nearly overdrawn, you buy the meet & greet!
Buonanotte tutte!! jmv (y estoy muy, muy cansado!)
(thank you to those that have answered the survey from Tuesday – let’s get some more answers! So far there are over 100 responses!) 🙂
Ciao a tutti! Ok, this might be even a little longer than normal, but I think I if I didn’t have all the details in here, some would be upset! 🙂 Here’s the inside scoop…
Lorna and I had barely been back a week from Italy and on July 14, Chris and I received the email to volunteer for the upcoming pledge drive at PBS. A quick check on Aug 24 said it was a live event – YES! Il Volo was coming! We quickly signed up to work the phones as we did last year, not knowing how things were going to go and we wanted to be sure we were there. Later that afternoon, we received the official email from Michelle Gaisser at PBS. Per Il Volo management, there were only to be 35 tickets available for sale at a cost of $350 a ticket! Oh no, our odds just dipped! She announced they would go on sale on July 26 at 10a sharp and enclosed the website link to the PBS site. Wow, there were over 10 of us in our little group. What if we all didn’t get tickets? Operation “get tickets” went into motion! Of course, we went to the website and as she had said, there was nothing there yet. We later found out this email went to about 250 persons. Our odds of getting tickets were getting slimmer by the moment. Ok, we quickly mobilized the troupes and our plan went into action on the morning of July 26. Ginny and Lorna were at Jana’s with fingers ready on the keyboards at 9:55am. Chris was at work and unable to order, so Ginny had her info. Donna went to Sharon’s, so they could help each other. Sherry was at home, at the ready, too! I was at the office, behind closed doors, waiting nervously for the laptop I had borrowed to strike 10am! I had preset the link to the website on the computer. I believe we all did. All we had to do was hit refresh, and boom, order as fast as our fingers allowed! We all agreed we would sign on and order at least 2 tickets so everyone in our group would be able to go. If there was a chance someone didn’t get tickets, we would work it out.
Ok, it was 10a – refresh! Refresh!! Refresh!! Wait, it wasn’t working, I was starting to panic and break out in a cold sweat! I quickly emailed Michelle and said it wasn’t working. Plan B. I went back to the original email, on my phone and clicked on the link! Presto! It worked, by then it was at least 5 after 10a and I was in panic mode. I quickly chose 2 tickets, that said that was our limit, put in my information and voila! It said I was confirmed for 2 tickets! Yea! I quickly texted the others and said I had 2 tickets. Oh, no, Sharon and Donna could not connect. I told them to go back to the original email, said they did, but that didn’t work. Ok, I told Sharon to send me her info ASAP and I would try to order them. She sent the info and I believe I got the last 2 tickets, from what I heard later. By about 10:20a, the tickets were sold out. We later learned that Lorna had gotten 4 tickets. So, between the 5 of us, we had gotten 12 tickets!! Just about 1/3 of the tickets were ours!
As usual, the anticipation grew, and clothes were getting chosen. OK, fast-forward…..August 24th!
It was a beautiful day, however there was a threat of rain in the forecast. We all met at my apartment (Ignazio’s Blessing – lol!) and took off shortly after 4:30p. A group of us, about 15 or so, met at Antonio’s the night before for a meet/greet/celebration of our own.
It was to start at 6:30p. After almost a 1.5 hour car ride out to Wixom from Dearborn, while dodging a few rain showers, we finally arrived about 6:15p. We got our badges, mingled a bit and took a few pictures. At just about 6:30p, they led us to the dining area. The food was all set up and waiting for us and the wine on the tables. We were table #1. There were 7 of us sitting at a table for ten. Mingled some more and took more pictures. Had a glass of wine. It was really warm in there and it wasn’t the wine! There appeared to be something wrong with the A/C! (Chris and I later found out on Sunday, while we were volunteering that the guys were too cold and they asked to turn off the air. A room full of 40 year-old plus women and they turn the air off!) Dinner was pretty good; better than last year. It was a little after 7:30p and we were anxiously awaiting for 8p to get there. Finally, about 7:55p or so, Il Volo security announced we could not personally give them any gifts we brought, but we had to put them on a table and they would take them to them. That was very disappointing for everyone. But at least they will get them and I could get rid of those t-shirts! They started calling the tables about 8:10p – late again. We were told they were rehearsing and on a tight schedule. However, they called table 3 first! That was ok though, I didn’t really want to be first. We ended up being the 3rd table to be called. There were 4 tables.
We went in and it was nothing like last year. It was dull and almost sterile. They didn’t allow the others to stay in the room. They were ushering you out as soon as you were done. However, I did stay as I had put my bag on the floor and went back to get it and then stayed until our group was finished.
The guys were just standing up there, kind of looking bored, no presents, no fun, no extra lights. Red carpet, but dull and boring beige backdrop for pictures. We had nametags on and Gianluca was calling out everyone’s name, kind of announcing us – that was nice.
I was next. “Jana!” “Gianluca!” I exclaimed. I excitedly walked up to them, clutching my book and bear. I asked Gian and Piero to sign my book and Igna to sign my bear. After they signed my items, I brought them all close to me and told them all that I saw them in both the Florence and Verona concerts. They seemed mildly amused that I had attended both concerts. I told Gian we went to Montepagano and how much we loved it. I told Piero how perfect he always was and he grinned broadly. I told Igna how awesome his note was in Per Te Ci Saro in Verona and he loved that as well. I then gave them all a hug and was time for the pictures.
Here is what really happened… I may have to turn in my official membership card (and I have one lol!) after I ashamedly admit the true story….
Some of it was true…. I was excited to walk up there, a bit nervous, but not too bad. I had already seen them up close and personal 3 or 4 times already this year! I handed Gian and Piero my book and asked them to sign it, then turned to Igna and asked him if he would sign my bear. He did seem to grin a bit at the picture, but signed it no questions asked… I did tell Igna that I had gone to Italy and was at both the Florence and Verona concerts. I think he said, “yeah?” At least I think he looked at me with questioning eyes? Then I had to tell him that I had to go 4,400 miles to hear them sing Per Te Ci Saro and that I/we were very sad they didn’t sing it in the United States. I felt so bad, I really did, because of his reaction – “yes,” he said, “we, know…” Then, I just turned around and said, ok, now what, and they said “look here” and took our picture. I then put my arm around Igna’s waist and said to him that Alessandra was beautiful and I hoped they were happy together. He said thank you with a little smile. I wanted him to feel a little better after I made him sad… I started to walk away and realized that I was missing the cap from my pen, so turned around and Piero had it. I took the cap, looked into beautiful eyes and said “grazie!” I then went down the red carpet to gather my bag… Marie put my picture that Chris took up on the site, so you can see that. (the other professional pictures have not been posted yet)
Yes, that was it – no hugs – at all, unless you count my arm around Ignazio! I hang my Flight Crew head in shame! Others were more successful than I – getting hugs and selfies, even, with Gianluca! Well, I guess I have to keep doing this until I get it right! Next time, I’m going to write everything down so I don’t forget it.
Then it was back in the dining area for some dessert and coffee and the raffle prize giveaway. We also sang Happy Birthday to Mary to celebrate her 87th birthday! Some lucky lady won a HUGE signed poster of the guys. That same gracious lady, gave it to Mary, for her birthday! Mary was tickled – but how was she going to get it home to Minnesota!? I heard today she had it shipped UPS.
It was really roasting in there and suddenly the air seemed to kick in, I felt a cooler breeze every so often. Finally, 9:30p and the show was already starting. They gave us a lecture, yet again, on cameras, videoing (we could not), when we could take pictures, etc. That was a bummer! Ok, we got to go into the studio. The guys were sitting behind the desk, all prim and proper. They really HAD matured since last year. But they were also pretty tired. I knew, first hand, how exhausted they must feel, as Lorna and I were on the exact same flight they were from Rome to Detroit. I remember, about the 2nd day home, it really hit me about 8 or 9p and I wanted to just collapse. They all had coffee in front of them! Everyone always says, “oh, they are young…” but when jet lag hits, you can’t help it! Another lecture on when you could take pictures – only when he said we could, so many of the pictures you see are almost identical, except for the possible angle. Or for those that snuck pictures, somehow, when security wasn’t looking! I see there were a few of those pictures out on Facebook… I may have snuck a few also, but my new camera made a lot of noise and they threatened (and already did) take someone’s camera away if they took pictures when they weren’t supposed to! I wasn’t taking any chances. There were only about 3 or 4 times we could take pictures during the whole 1.5 hours of taping. Very disappointing. And to top it off, the guys did not MOVE from their chairs behind that desk until the very end. I was so looking forward to that this year, since Chris and I were stuck on the phones last year.
They had a different gal this year doing the interviewing – oh good, we thought. Maybe she won’t screw up their names! What were we thinking? Agggghhh! She introduces Il Volo – “here we are with GianlucO, Piero, and Ig – naz – io!” Ugh, you should have heard the audience groan! I’m still surprised you did not hear it on the taping! She screwed up their names a few more times, we kept trying to tell those in charge to stop butchering their names. At one point, one of the security persons asked the audience, how many think she is messing up their names? Just about everyone raised their hands – I’m thinking now, those on the end didn’t because maybe they didn’t hear him? I raised BOTH my hands!! Finally, please, someone tell her!! Shortly after that, they started doing these promos for different cities. They went into their old routine of “I’m Gianluca, I’m Piero, and I’m Ignazio, and we are Il Volo!” Ah, finally, after about 10 times of doing this, we figured she’d get it right!? Like, why didn’t they do that in the first place?? Well, after that, I think she was too afraid to say any of their names, but did, finally, get Gianluca’s name right! I think she even screwed up Piero, but I’m not sure how. Such an embarrassment for PBS. I think the guys thought it was funny. Once or twice, even Ignazio said “GianlucO” with great emphasis on the “O” part. Lol! Good ol’ Igna – I hope she got the hint!
Ok, they did a few retakes and a few more promos. Finally, they were coming out from behind the barrier of the desk and coming toward us. Gianluca made a few donors happy, as I saw him with the headphones on. Ignazio must have really wanted to get out of there and he was coming down first. Ok, maybe I can get my membership card reinstated here, maybe…. I was being bold, not my usual style, and stood out in the aisleway, waiting for him to get near me. I called out to him and then he stood still, and took my hand and shook it. Ok, no hug, but his soft, cool hands, were nice. He held his one hand over mine, as I shook his other one. So sweet. I told him, “if you see t-shirts, they are from me…” Ok, he said, and he walked away, out the door… Then Gianluca finally got near. Lorna had her moment cut short, so security promised her a few extra minutes with the guys. Gianluca came by and he purposely stopped him so she could take a picture with him. We finally convinced her to stand up, and she did. I tried to get his attention afterward, but it was a no go. Sadly, I was not able to tell him we went to Montepagano. And he walked out. Ok, Piero was last and the ladies up front were keeping him close. He was finally walking toward me and I took my big chance…I reached out to him and the guard was just about to push me away when he heard me say “I’ve never had a hug from Piero!” Ah, my saving grace, he backed off and I got a small hug from the deep, tenor, himself. Even though it lasted just a few seconds, he was sweet. He kept walking down the aisle, getting hugs from all the ladies on the ends. And then, they were gone! That was it, that was our “mingling with the audience” we were promised, by PBS!
Needless to say, we were quite disappointed. They really sat up there like bumps on a log, pretty much the entire night. No cutting up like last year. Maybe Barbara had warned them this time? Every so often the guys were really watching their performance. I opted to sit in the back row so I could stand up and take pictures without bothering anyone and of course, everyone else stood up in front of me! I got a few shots, but nothing great. Others were able to take better pictures that I’ve seen on FaceBook. I think the coffee may have finally taken effect near the end of the program and once in a while, Ignazio would sing a little phrase here and there from Mamma, or some other song. I’m sure it was just to stay awake! Like, that’s how boring it was!
One cute little tidbit… a few days before the show, a select few were emailed and asked to give some questions to ask the guys. Wow, ok, that was cool. Chris was one of the select few and she forwarded the email to me. I submitted 5 questions. They said there was no guarantee they would use them. Well, lo and behold, they actually used 2 of my questions! One, directly aimed at Gianluca… ”Being the only baritone of the group, how was it different, or was it any different to prepare for the concert for the 3 Tenors?” Well, I was tickled when I heard that – didn’t realize it until I was watching it the next night, as we couldn’t hear a thing in the audience. He gave a really strange answer and did not even really answer it. He said he sang this song by so-and-so and he was a tenor (I guess?), so in literally so many words, I guess he said he didn’t really have to prepare any differently? The other question I asked was, “if you could tell the fans anything, what would you tell them?” That was even the more oddest answer (I know that’s not good English, but Gianluca’s answer was bizarre!) Something about wanting to bring opera to young people? I really have to go watch it again.
Yes, this hand will reach for her credit card, once again! Do you think I can get it right next time? Let’s wait and see!
p.s. well, as many of you know, I did get to do a “do-over” when they came back in March, and it was perfect.
A PRESTO, IL VOLO! Ciao!
Hi Flightcrew: Not sure if it is too late to submit my review and comments of the Miami concert, but here they are!
The day began with me meeting my friend Karen to make the 2 hr trip to Miami across Alligator Alley. Once there we decided to have lunch at Joe’s Stone Crab Restaurant which is located in South Beach and has been in business for nearly 100 years. Of course we had a jumbo order of Stone crabs with a side of fried tomatoes with spinach and cheese and Brusselsprouts. Delicious!! I have been to this restaurant a few times but Karen had not! It was a great lunch. Well after lunch, we decided to head to the American Airlines arena to see if we could get our VIP tickets early. As luck would have it, one window was open. “YES” with tickets in hand, we decided to go to the hotel and rest for a few hours. As many of you have suggested ” get to the concert early “so we did. There was already a long line where you were told to pick up your VIP package. Once we collected our passes, we went in to find our seats. Fantastic! Third row right in front of where the guys would be singing! The bad news for those who came in late was that there were 50 folding chairs in a row with no separation set up on the floor. That meant if your seat was 20 you had to maneuver yourself in front of all those people already seated : not an easy task! So glad that we were there early!!
I had reservations about going to Miami! In hindsight I think that Tampa would have been the better choice. There certainly was no ambience in this arena.. However, I heard that the guys love Miami because they have many friends there. Gloria & Emilio Estefan were in the audience and were introduced by Piero during the concert.
Well the concert was suppose to start at 8:00p.m, but as we looked around, there still were many vacant seats. The concert started at 8:30p.m and there was no 20 minute break . I believe the problem was not only were all bags searched but every patron was wand before entering the arena. This may account for the many late arrivals. I might add that it was a nice surprise when Marion came by to say hello. Thanks Marion!
What can I say about the concert itself except that the guys were fabulous! I was especially in awe of Ignazio. His voice was beyond magnificent and his charming banter about Alfredo was priceless.
As one sits there immersed in each song hoping that the concert will never end, the reality sets in when Piero announces their final song. The 2 hr concert just flew by in the blink of an eye. Is it really over?
Now those of us left who were doing M&G are told to sit in a certain area and after a short period of time are escorted to the M&G room. I thought that I had gotten enough tips from the Flightcrew , but they went out the window when I reached the guys. I had prepared gift bags for each with tee-shirts and hats monogrammed with Naples, Fl established in 1888. I thought that they would get a kick out of Naples, Fl not Naples, Italy!! My friend Karen was watching me and she said that Ignazio was so cute looking into the bag like a little kid whereas Gianluca and Piero immediately handed them off! The photographer snapped our picture and it was over.
As for my dear friend Karen, this was her first Il Volo concert, for me my fourth. Last year we bought tickets together for Ft Myers, but she got sick and had to sell her ticket. She absolutely loved the “guys ” and is definitely looking forward to joining me in attending future concerts!
For me it was a Notte Magica! Would I do it again? Yes, I would in a heartbeat!!️️
Pictures below from Annette…is that not the most gorgeous picture/smile of Ignazio? 🙂 (right back at ya Igna!)
Thank you for your site. I spent most of the night reading the comments, watching Il Volo concerts on YouTube (with earbuds), so I don’t wake my husband. Music is healing for me.
Security stopped us from filming any singing at the MN concert so I taped the concert on my ‘iTalk’ app and we listen to it in the car. The audience loved the concert and didn’t want any yelling. People were hushed up. (That made me happy as I got such a clear tape on my phone.) Everyone just wanted to hear those voices. I think the boys were perhaps offended and yet so many in the audience were crying. People came from several states to see them. It was not a young crowd and so many handicapped people who could not stand so there were fewer standing ovations. There were so many wheelchairs I was surprised. It took a lot for me to go out in the cold and I knew how much love was in that audience for so many handicapped people to show up. Everywhere I looked, I saw tears running downs faces. I had never been to a concert like that.
We have never been to Italy. It will be our dream come true. Our daughter loves to travel and is begging to go with us. She’s had 3 brain surgeries and cannot travel right now. We support our daughter and just the thought of all of us seeing Il Volo together brings tears to my eyes. Our family will see them sing with their next US concert tour.
My daughter and I have learned how to live every minute of every day. Our daughter is amazing we just laugh through everything. Life is too short for anything else. We have a wonderful life. It is just different from other people. Our daughter tells me if I’m not having fun, then I’m doing it wrong and I should do something else. I’m truly blessed.
I do not know how to get tickets for the meet and greet. Could you please tell me how to get meet and greet tickets? It never occurred to me except in a daydream. I don’t know where to buy them. I suddenly went into overwhelm just with the thought of being able to meet them in person. It just never occurred to me with the wheelchair and all.
I watch them sing every day. I have a lot of pain and their music gets me through my days. Music has always been my salvation. We will look for any of you now that I have found this wonderful site.
We took 3 pictures and don’t know how to make them smaller. The one of the boys is not very good and it is a treasure for me.
My husband said after the concert…. “Let’s go to Italy for our anniversary”. I was in tears by the time I got home. He’s a saint and spoils me rotten. Phoebe took turns in our laps and as soon as they sang she sat up to watch. Phoebe is a labradoodle.
Jay and I keep looking at each other saying “I can’t believe we’re going to see them sing again”.
If someone knows who I call to get meet and greet tickets, I will be so grateful to know. I will see if it’s possible. It would be an unbelievable dream come true for us.
I am off to find an affordable handicap hotel in Rome.
Thank you again for your site. I can see the work you put into it. You are a treasure for so many people. I’ve already sent your site to all of my friends. (thank you!, Victoria!) Blessings, Victoria
Ciao, for now!
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