Friday, June 15, 2012

That Kid From Stratford

Justin Drew Bieber. It’s hard to remember when that name wasn’t relevant. Like literally, let’s take a trip way way back to when Justin Bieber wasn’t a famous name at all. This kid, Justin Bieber, lived in a town called Stratford and sat outside of the Avon Theatre in Stratford busking for money singing his heard out with his less than excellent guitar.
No matter what people say, anyone who walked by probably thought “Hey, kid’s gotta voice.” But never thought what actually awaited him in just a few following years. Some girls took pictures because they thought he was cute, some video taped him and posted it on YouTube, and some simply just walked by without a single thought of who, little did they know, would become one of the worlds biggest pop stars. 
2009 rolls around and he releases One Time, and does a bunch of different radio promo things.
Has a crowd of maybe 20 or less, girls who saw him on YouTube or just thought he was really cute. Nonetheless, he was nothing more than a happy go lucky 15 year old kid with a generic poppy single that was put out after he blew thee Usher out of the water with his voice. I don’t even think Scooter, Usher, or the rest of his team even knew what was in store for him. So Justin was still Justin, playing for small crowds at any station or fair that’d give him time for a free show, in hopes of raising recognition, for what, again, little did anyone know, would soon become one of the worlds biggest popstars. 
2010, the My World Tour. His first headliner. Justin was at his biggest rise to fame, his face was plastered on every magazine, his name was heard left and right. There was barely a single person at school who hadn’t heard of Justin Bieber. And on the My World Tour, he went from playing at little radio stations, to selling out the infamous Madison Square Garden in under 30 minutes. 
20,000 people, compared to a mere 15 to 30 the year prior. Imagine that? Even he couldn’t. Neither could I, thinking that again, just a year prior, I was watching videos of him on YouTube singing the few songs he had on his acoustic guitar, still introducing himself because at the time, there were people out there who hadn’t heard of Justin Bieber.
And who could forget, in 2010, when Taylor Swift let him open for her at the notorious Wembley Stadium, a venue with a capacity of 90,000 people. He went from playing to 15 people, to 90,000 in just a year.
And now, 2012. His new album Believe is just about ready to hit the shelves in the US, and he’s been performing world wide, free shows that attract thousands along with shows that sold out in minutes with fans crying because they weren’t lucky enough to get seats in time. And just a few years later since the time he was busking out on the streets in his hometown, he performed a show in Mexico City. But not just any show. A show with a crowd of 300,000 people. Three hundred THOUSAND. 
Three hundred thousand people showed up to see the kid who was once busking out on the street. Three hundred thousand people showed up for the kid who was once 5 feet tall and playing to 15 people at a radio station, with that one song, One Time. It’s crazy to think all of that can happen for one person in a few years. It may be crazy, but he deserves it. And I couldn’t be more proud. 
sincerely,beliebers forever and ever and ever

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