Are you a fan of The Killers?Write a letter to Brandon Flowers

The LOVE i have for you Brandon and the killers might be a burden more then i can bare. In my car the killers never stop playing (all my passengers are very aware of this) I sing "Swallow It" About 100x in my head a daily. All my "what would you do if.." questions revolve Around you. Like ill ask my sister what would you do if u were eating a sandwich and Brandon flowers Randomly appears and takes a bite of it, then two weeks later he writes a kick ass song about how crappy your sandwich was lol. Her usual reply is a "SHUT UP" but i get a real answer every now and then. If it was the end of the world i would probably be listening to the killers with my family (They are all big fans TOO!). Every night i pray i will get to meet you guys. I always save so i can go to your concert Everytime you play in South Florida. I LOVE YOU SO MUCH
in another life we would be bestfriends. And if you should fall upon hard times, if you should lose your way, there is a place in the Garcia home for you to stay.

Hi Brandon,
my name is Tania and I saw you, The Killers, on 11 june 2013 for the first time of my life, in Rome.
I'm writing to you 'cause I was one of the ten winners of the meet&greet with you, and I was so happy, but your menagement, that day, decided that we couldn't take photos and autographs. You were in late for the show and that woman was screaming "no photos, no autographs". We, the fans, were confused and disappointed, but we were respecting the decision. You, Brandon, agaist those words that forbidded us to take photos, came in front of us and shaked our hands smiling. And than, you also said "Yes picture!". And we all tried to get this dreamt photo, even if we had a very short time. I want to say THANK YOU to you, Brandon, because you changed that stricted rules in a wonderful oppurtunity for us. You gave a sense to that meet&greet, a sense to my physical pain (I have fibromyalgia and to be there, for me, was difficult, but I needed to see your concert because you, The Killers, make me happy). You were wonderful with us.
But the point is that, when you shaked my hand, I was so confused and exited that I did't answer to your simple question "How are you?" and I continued to look at you in silence. I'm sorry for this, but you have to understand that it was a big emotion for me, to meet you and to know your kindness.
I had a thing for you in my hand, but I forgot everything in that moment and now I would like to make you read that thing. I brought my translation of my winning answering for the meet&greet in Rome because I wanted to thank you in that way and because I knew that I would have been too exited to speak. But that paper is still in my hand now and I want to find a way to make you read it.

The winning answer was this:

"What’s the thing that saved me when I fell down into the abyss?
The Music, always the Music.
The best medicine, the best company, it’s to sing while I’m listening to the music of my heart.
It’s to start the day with The Killers’ songs in my ears, to press the earphones stronger when the melody becomes overwhelming, when the voice takes flights of fancy that leave you breathless.
And when I was happy? When I took the flight, too?
Well, I was accompanied by my Music also in those moments.
It meant to cry of happiness singing in the car with the boy I thought to be the love of my life, it meant looking out of the plane while I was reaching the city of my dreams, or to engrave wonderful moments on a particular song.
I don’t know why I would like to meet my favorite band, The Killers, I think that if it happened I would be scared, I wouldn’t know what to say, how to say it, I would feel like a fish out of water and my shyness would peep out very soon. I’d look dolt, but perhaps it would be less embarrassing because I seem to be younger than my 26 years.
But I know that it would be a fantastic event in this bad moment of my life, during which I'm trying to regain my balance, it would mean happiness for me, a dream that becomes true, it would be also a revenge ... I do not know how to define an event like this. And the thought of my first concert is helping me to go on, I’m more exited, more smiling, it makes me fight.
I will face that day, hours and hours waiting for my four favorite artists, even if I will be in difficulty for my physical pathology that causes pain and weariness. But at all costs, I couldn’t give up to something that makes me happy, to a dream. It would be like a reward to my efforts, commitments and strength, to meet them. To take a picture with them, to get an autograph and shake hands with them, would make me understand that there is still something good, that there is still some luck, some joy, some satisfaction and that dreams can come true, even when everything seems to collapse around you. I could consider it my prize.
I'll be happy even if I won’t meet them, because I'll be there, under the stage and I would become one thing with their music and with Brandon’s voice. Because I will have faced other difficulties, given by my physical pain and by big disillusions, to realize another dream, and I will have made the grade, despite everything. I would say again: "Then I'm not so fragile as I think."
To meet them, however, would be the cherry on top, I would need many words to describe an event like that. It would be happiness, satisfaction, goal, dream that comes true. But even revenge and maybe an encouragement to turn the page and continue to fight for somebody that I usually use to forget: myself. These four guys are helping me so much, even if it would seem a stupid and teen-aged thing.
I would like to say these things to them, but I don’t know if I would be able to speak.
I could write it down and give them the paper with my words, but in that case I could also forget that I have that paper with me. In any case, it would be an event of great importance for me, especially in this moment of my life, even if people may say that it is a silly dream.
I could write something original, but I preferred to be spontaneous. The best way to communicate is writing, for me, it makes me feel good, like the words that come out of Brandon’s pen, in which I can recognize myself or through which I can bring out a positive or negative emotion. Yeah, it would be nice to tell them these things.
Meanwhile, I continue to dream, perhaps if I continue to do it, my dreams will come true.
Even if someone says ... sometimes a dream, it don’t come true... He also says … 'Cause you can’t stop now. He always repeats it to me.
And I'm not going to stop."

I hope you'll read and appreciate it, with all my heart, because it was important for me to make you understand how much you music is helping me in my life.
And I was so happy to see you happy during the concert, because we were "wonderful characters and you make us feel fine". You, The Killers, are fantastic and I hope to see you again soon, even if I will suffer for my physical pain.
Here is my photo with you:

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Thank you Brandon, thank you The Killers and sorry if my English is not so correct.

A big hug from Italy,

Tania

Hey Brandon! My name is Tyler, and my friend and I are big fans of yours. My female friend is an enormous fan of yours, and we are both looking forward to seeing you in St. Louis this Sunday! The Homecoming dance at our high school is arriving ever so quickly, and she knows I will ask her, but I want to make this moment unforgettable to her. If there is any way you could mention her name (Ayla) and my homecoming invite during your set I would be enormously grateful. She's very special to me and I want to make this moment unforgettable to her. Thanks so much!

One detail, her favorite song is Battle Born.

Hi Brandon, my name is Ashley Simons and I have seen you and the killers 4 times but haven't met you yet.. I hope I get to on August 15, 2013 when you guys come to Atlanta.