I like Death Cab the way a fat kid loves cupcakes – too much. Last night’s gig was just amazing – although I did feel about a decade too old for the rest of the crowd.
It did come off with a bit of an MTV Dashboard Confessional Unplugged feel – people screaming as they recognised songs, mainly female voices singing along to songs off the current album. I think that for the last few years it’s been terribly fashionable to dislike Emo, but my feeling on it is that music is meant to affect (and reflect) your emotions, and in that way, bands like these are indispensable. I’d even tar Jimmy Eat World with this brush – beautiful, meaningful music that voices the confusion of youth, the rush of feeling of first love, the guilt of first one-night-stands and all-round intensity of adolescence. The lead singers of these bands are in their late 20s or early 30s, and yet they speak of fumbling in the back of a car and other such domains of the young and pimply. This kind of music is not only good, it is necessary, in my view. Rather this expression of confusion and raw feeling than the “tearing up my heart” and “backstreet’s back”s of this world. I lift my glass to the eyeliner stained tear.
Phew, intense! The only downside of the show was the merchandise, shocking selection! As such, I’ve decided to buy a tee online, and have whittled the choice down to three options.
Go on, influence the course of my life! 1, 2, or 3!
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