First she took my hand....
 

Since Livia pointed out that this seems to the "Ledgies Touching Stevie" tour, I thought it would be fun for everyone to recount their Edge stage rush experiences. This would include hand shaking as well encouters with the Birds of Rhiannon.

Somehow I was fortunate enough to rush the stage both in Houston and in Dallas. Houston was magical because it was the first time I had ever gotten so close to her. I was mesmerized by her, and after shaking her hand, I made a point to touch her Frakenbocks. I could feel their power!!! And in a word, the birds are GLORIOUS. The second night, in Dallas, I remember much more vividly. She grasped both of my hands with her hands and just smiled down at me as gibberish poured out of my mouth like "Stevie, you're so gorgeous!", etc. She was truly angelic and one of the most beautiful women I've ever seen, and her hands are silky smooth like satin. *sigh* I'll never be able to hear another Stevie song without remembering her gentle smile radiating down on me. :angel:

In Vegas fri and sat she shook my hands and it was just sureal to be so close to the icon she is, very genuine and warm and I am going to vegas and red rocks and hope for the same!

AWESOME! :blob1:

My hands touching hands are as follows:

-SYW LIB. After Goodbye Baby, I got a hand grasp. I had to climb on top of a speaker so she could reach me.

-SYW Cleveland: Bless those little girls for standing beside me. I got a high five that night.

-Edge of 17/Pittsburgh/Don&Stevie: Ry and I were the last two on the left of the stage. It was a magical experience. That's the night of my "I love Street Angel" mumble and Paula's infamous LEGWARMERS comment. :) A BLAST!

-Edge of 17/Cleveland/Stevie: The stage was so low I got her groin area in my face. :o I touched her from the back of her neck, down her arm, to her hand. That was also an awesome night with Lori and Amy. :woohoo:

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Chicago: She was grabbing someone elses hand and since she wasn't going to grab mine I just kinda touched hers. Cheap. I practically got butt raped at that show from so many people behind me pushing.

Grand Rapids: I was front row (Thanks to Miss G. and the dude sitting next to me!!) and she grabbed my one hand but never looked at me. I was too speechless to really try and even get her attention.

Milwaukee: I was standing behind someone and she grabbed her hands and said something to her. I was spazzing so much I was like "STEEEEVEEE" and she looked at me and smiled but never grabbed my hands. My brain didn't react fast enough and neither did my mouth for me to say "I love you!" or something like that. I can just imagine the look on my face when I was saying her name. Ahhh, it's even embarrassing to think about.

I always have to wonder what it's like to be her in that situation. Put yourself in her place - all those grinning faces staring at you, outstretched arms waving - probably kind of a blur to her.... must be a little surreal.... and possibly scary at times, too

Alrighty...
 

first night in atlantic city, she held both of my hands for a decent amount of time, but very little eye contact.

Second night, she held both hands with excellent eye contact; so I mouthed thank you so much, you are awesome. And she mouthed back "you are too"

IT WAS SOOOO GREAT!!

Assuming I get to shake her hand Saturday night, anybody have any suggestions of what to say other than "I love you" or "Thank you" (both of which I've said before). I have a few I've thought of but I'd like to hear what other people would say if they had the time to think about it. It must be something very short but poignant!

Christy's lame suggestions of what to say to Stevie...
 

Please sing Storms! ;)

Romy

Best I've come is House of Blues, Millennium show, she smiled and waved as I tried to jump over this humongous guy to grab her hand.

Then SYW tour, she took a stuffed bear from me, but didn't touch my hand. Or even smile, but that's the SYW tour for you.

I'm determined this go around. I'd like to think of something clever to say to her, but I'm sure I'll just yell "I love you" like everyone else. :]

Thanks for your suggestions Christy and Romy! I'm liking the "Can I come backstage Stevie?" a lot.

Bravo!
 

I wonder if anyone's used it already? :)

How about "Take me home Stevie, no seriously take me hooooooome".

I've been trying to think about that, too, in case pigs fly and I ever manage to touch her hand. I haven't really come up with anything, yet. Maybe I'll just smile real big and say:
SISTER HONEY! :laugh:
I bet if anyone actually asked to come back stage, she wouldn't say yes, but you never know. :)

I like.

Oh, how about "I think I'm your long lost child... Ummm... the red hair came from...-Runs away-"

Yeah, you're probably right. I don't think I'd be comfortable with it if I were her; I'm amazed she can do it night after night and keep smiling so sweetly and look into so many people's eyes, etc.

That said, I did get to hold her hand in Grand Rapids (I'm the Miss G. Jessica was talking about, :wavey: ), and she was looking at me and I said, "Thank you so much, Stevie" and she gave my hand a tug before letting go and moving on. :o

She also talked to me once from further away, while she was onstage! It was back in July of 2003 at one of the SYW shows. I had just had Lindsey sign my black & white Fritz picture, and I guess he was surprised that someone had a Fritz photo because we could see him talking to Stevie about it on the side of the stage between songs. Later in the set, Stevie was looking in my direction so I held up the (then autographed) picture for her to see. She looked at it, pointed, and mouthed the words, "long time ago." I just nodded and then melted into a puddle because OMFG she talked to me!!! :eek: :shocked: :o The people around me at the concert got an absolute kick out of that, :laugh:

Enchanted: (I was only 7) My mom was holding me the entire time Stevie did the walk and she finally came to me, crouched grabbed both of my hands and said hello. All I said was hi because I was so struck. But she was with me for at least a minute.

TISL: I was standing on the security gaurds chair for this one and when she came to me she did not crouch so 3/6 seconds I was holding her I was staring at the birds, they were so giggly. But then she grabbed both of my hands and said "Hi baby"

No Say You Will touches from Stevie but lots from Lindsey.

Two Voices: When she came to me I felt her white dress by accident then she grabbed both of my hands and smiled and stared right into my eyes.

Oh my hell. I feel old now.


As for my short story, it was TISL Vegas...she had cancelled, and I was very distraught after driving 8 hours. So she rescheduled not one, but two shows, which made me happy.

I had eighth row for one show and I was determined to get the front of the stage. As soon as Edge started I rushed the stage and ended up getting smashed right up against the dumb security guard. :eek: He was pushing us back and we were all yellin' that Stevie was going to come over to touch our hands. It was a mess. But anyway, we were all getting scrunched to death, and Waddy kept looking over with concern. Finally, she came and I had my hand stretched up as far as possible....I didn't think she would take it, but she did and I put my other hand over hers and, of course, I said, "I Love You" or something and she smiled and walked on.

One thing...she has the smallest hands ever!!! And when she smiled she had crinkles around her eyes. Very cool.

Ahhh, the Stevie hand hold....I've got a couple good ones.

I got a brief grasp of tiny fingers on the first night in Vegas, but got two seperate hand holds on the last night in Vegas. I was sputtering madly and said something like "thank you soooo much Stevie" and she kind of nodded/bowed her head and said "you're welcome". I very nearly died.

The best experience though was in Calgary on the SYW tour where my friends and I (all the same included) managed to push our way up to the front for the last third of the show. A couple of days prior I had drawn a portrait of Stevie for a friend of mine but at the last minute decided I would make an attempt to give it to her if I had the chance. Near the end of the show ,before the final encore, Lindsey came up to the front of the stage and signed some things for people. I said that he was amazing and the show was wonderful, but gave him the Stevie portrait and asked him to give it to her. She was standing further back so he brought it over to her. As he gave Stevie the portrait, he turned and pointed at me and I waved frantically, like a jackass. She then....get this......looked and the portrait, HELD IT TO HER CHEST.... and the mouthed the words "thank you sooo much". I then had an aneurism and consequently pissed myself. :D

So that entire night was the most memorable experience aside from my lusty exchanges with Lindsey, but that's a whole other story.

You're GUSHING!!! I'm so glad you got there...but after seeing where you were sitting I knew you'd have no problem! Remember me? Remember all the stuff I had....well, she TOOK it with her left hand, grabbed my right in hers and said 'thank you"....and the gibberish also flew from my mouth...thanks, I love you, blah, blah, blah...I was sitting in the center of the aisle, but had forewarned all those sitting closer to the aisle to "move or be run down". I didn't get up to see all of the rest of "us". Shy. Nervous...whatever. ;)

In Cleveland this past time, I got to the very front and put both of my hands out and she took them both in hers and I yelled out "I LOVE YOU!" No response, but a warm smile. Afterward, I couldn't remember if she shook both of my hands or not - my husband had to tell me. As for the softness of her hands, I cannot even remember what they felt like. It's like my mind become a giant blank.

In Virginia, I had a drawing and bear for her, along with my camera in my hand. She took the bear and drawing, but didn't say anything, and then I offered her my hand with the camera in it. She looked at me like, "Am I supposed to take this?" and then I quickly brought out my free hand and she took it. Once again, I have no memory of the softness of her hands.

But how is it people get her to talk to them? She never even responded when I yelled out that I loved her, but oh well, she can't say something to everyone. I had kind of hoped she'd at least glance at my drawing - it took a long time to finish it.

This is something I've wondered about too. On the Red Rocks DVD, those people are GROPING her! I can shake her hand, but I'm not about to feel up her leg or butt or back or anything! Just not my style. :sorry: If it were me in her shoes, I'd run for my darn life!!

PS...If I looked as cute and small as my avatar character, maybe I'd get invited backstage. :D

Vegas May 13, 2005: She was face to face with me and our faces nearly touched like we were doing Eskimo kisses or something! Her smile was so bright and so genuine and I couldn't believe it... she grabbed my hand with both of her hands and sqeezed them. Her hands were so soft and mosturized I couldn't believe it! Then I screamed "I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you!!!!" And she laughed and said "I know!!!"

Tampa July 13, 2005: I reached both of my arms out towards her and she grabbed both of them and squeezed them tight! It was amazing and I remember this much clearer because I wasn't in shock as much. I mouthed "I love you" to her and she smiled and squeezed my hands again. I didn't want to let go, but I had to! Then, she leaned over me to shake hands with another fan and her chest was right in my face... WOW!!!! And then I touched her reeboks and and her leg warmers. I had to say I had touched the infamous frakenboots!

I think I would have to say:
"I love the black dress!" :] :rolleyes:

I've been very, very lucky - I've had three hand-shaking encounters, including eye contact and exchange of thank yous, and one exchange of funny words from the stage. But I've droned on about them soooo many times that I'll spare you all!! :laugh: But suffice to say, I will never forget a single moment.

In 2004 she stopped just before her mike & I got just a wink rather than a handshake. :distress:

As I recently recounted, last Saturday I got both hands, though I was worried she would not make it to my end because of the wire running across the stage to the back-up mikes. She grabbed my hands, I said something & my eyes went birdwatching, & she kind of rolled her eyes with an Oh brother, could you be more obvious? look and turned her attention to my friend, who had the class to look at her eyes, and Stevie held her hands for awhile. In my defense, Stevie was leaning very far forward when she took my hands, & her fine skylarks were pecking through their cages. Just thought they might need some wood to perch on. :angel: (Skip the twig comments - You folks are so predictable. :) )

- Jake

Hey! No fair! You can't set yourself up and not let us follow through with a well-deserved slam against your manhood (or lack thereof :laugh: ) However, i'm glad you finally got to make it up there. You just better make sure she keeps wearing those reeblachs or next time you stare at the "two birds," you might end up with a boot in your ass :wavey:

I should care if there were a boot in you? :shrug: :wavey:

- Jake

I'm not the one checking out her mellons so I needn't worry about the boot. You know, a gentleman shouldn't shake and tell, perv :laugh:

And a lady doesn't offer unsolicited advice, mouth. ;)
Didn't you read the start of the thread? We were asked to describe our Close Encounters Of The Breast Kind.

- Jake

OMG, do think she notices that everyone is looking at her breasts? I feel bad now, but I could't help it! They were right there and they're meant to be looked at, right?

You're just lucky we haven't heard any "probe" stories. Count your blessings.

Yes, yes, I read the start of the thread and I must say, I think your encounter was all in your head (pun intended :laugh: )

She's no prude, you know. :)

- Jake

What can I say, she got me lost in my thoughts. ;)

- Jake

She loves it. make no mistake.

Make no mistake about it... these are real boobs.

They have always looked unreal.
(Well, her boobs hung down at her sides...)

- Jake

It was everything that I had not wanted... there were reasons to be horny.