And then, all of the sudden it will happen. The crowd will erupt into a chorus of cheers. People will yelp and holler. I might faint. Hopefully not, but I make no promises at this time.
At this point, Pavement will be standing on stage preparing to being their set. They will have already played two shows together in the last two days. For the first few minutes, the fans will probably make more noise than the band. Eventually, Stephen Malkmus will approach the microphone. He'll probably smirk, and then say something clever. The show will then begin.
At this juncture, I can't imagine what else will happen. The prospect of actually seeing Pavement is almost too much to think about, and the fact that it will be 365 days until the show makes it even more daunting. Maybe, in a few months I can start to think about what songs they will play and stuff like that, but for now all I can do is play my albums over and over again until this magical day arrives.